Julia Belle

Julia Swain is my name, but they call me Julia Belle
I'm a Mississippi steamboat and I know that river well
Decks are dry, buckets clean, with feathers on my stacks
I'm steaming to Galena, but you know I'm coming back

You-know I'm coming back, you know I'll be back
Fair ye well I'm Julia Belle, and you know I'm coming back

I was born on a river bank on the ol' Iowa shore
But I'll carry anyone who'll pay to come aboard
I've been north I've been south, I've been 'round this world
But some day I'll drift away, no more a working girl

No-more a working girl, no more a working girl
Fair ye well I'm Julia Belle, no more a working girl

Johnny get your banjo out, get your fiddle too
And let's hope my cadyoke can play along in tune
The river's high, the night is still, the moon is hangin' low
Here's a toast to all the crew and here's to Captain Troan

Here's to Captain Troan, here's to Cap'n Troan
Fair ye well I'm Julia Belle, here's to Captain Troan

You know I'm coming back, you know I'll be back
Fair ye well I'm Julia Belle, and you know I'm coming back