Oh, Susquehanna!

We walk at the paths at the banks of the mighty Susquehanna

With our feet made muddy by your tributaries

That trickle their way to the Chesapeake

It's like we follow I-83 down to harbor cities

With strip malls and tar-mac

People swirling and teeming

It seemed so exciting, but now it seems like such a blight

I grew up near Kentucky's Mt. Zion Road

All that was there was some old cemetery

All I wanted [was] to be able to walk to the store

Now I don't live there but there's too many stores, some apartments, and a Sunoco

And I wonder, what did they do with the bodies

And I wonder, what did they do with the bodies

Oh, Susquehanna!

Oh, Susquehanna! (We can walk 'most anywhere, but we aren't getting anywhere)

Oh, Susquehanna! (We can walk 'most anywhere, but we aren't getting anywhere)

Oh, Susquehanna! (We can walk 'most anywhere, but we aren't getting anywhere)

And I miss that place behind my house where I hiked and climbed and played

Where I ditched this noisy century or just hid out from the decade

M-I homes thought it could stand to be updated

Forced it all into a grid until it looked like the funny pages

With every trace of life, it seems, confined within a frame

The faces move from day to day but the strips all look the same

And the punch lines are resoundingly unfunny

For those trapped in this architecture of easy money

And I feel like this could all come to no good

The kids who populate these cul-de-sacs will never know what stood beneath their cookie cutter houses

Fields and streams and woods

They'll sit in cars and wait for mom to drive them

Out of this boring neighborhood

Oh, Susquehanna!

Oh, Susquehanna! (We can walk 'most anywhere, but we aren't getting anywhere)

Oh, Susquehanna! (We can walk 'most anywhere, but we aren't getting anywhere)

Oh, Susquehanna! (We can walk 'most anywhere, but we aren't getting anywhere)

And I wonder, what did they do with the bodies

And I wonder, what did they do with the bodies