Oh, say, were you ever in Rio Grande?
Oh, you Rio!
It's there that the river runs
down golden sand,
And we're bound for the Rio Grande,
Then away, love, away!
Oh, you Rio!
Sing fare you well, my pretty young girl,
and we're bound for the Rio Grande.
Now New York town is no place for me.
Oh, you Rio.
I'll pack up my trunk and
I'll go off to sea,
and we're bound for the Rio Grande.
Then away, love, away.
Oh, you Rio.
Sing fare you well, my pretty young girl,
and we're bound for the Rio Grande.
Now all you beachcombers
will have yet to know,
All you Rio!
We're bound to the Southern,
glad for to go,
And we're bound for the Rio
Grande.
Then away, love, away.
Oh, Uriah, sing fair UL,
my pretty young girl,
and we're bound for the Rio Grande.
So let's put down your bag
and get it unpacked.
Oh, Uriah, the sooner we leave,
the quicker we're back,
and we're bound for the Rio Grande.
Then away, love, away.
Oh, Uriah!
Sing fare you well, my pretty young girl,
And we're bound for the Rio Grande.
The anchor is weighed
and the gear all made fast.
Oh, Uriah!
And the boys give a cheer
when the harbor is past,
And we're bound for the Rio Grande
Then away, love, away
Oh, you Rio, sing fare you well
My pretty young girl
And we're bound for the Rio Grande