Cant wait to go up the river
Since they sounded the all clear
The final lockdown curfews over
Toe the toepath step together
Lets go romantic all the way
hand in hand in simple freedom
Breathe again on Drumkinnon Bay

The old river cleanses the mind
the way it always cleaned this town
a connection of heart and crown
We float upstream without a care
Carried by true love ways its in the air
Forward the present, the river flows away
Past Future Perfect at Drumkinnon Bay

Fishermen toast fishermens friends
Our swelling hearts beat faster
Doves and swallows swoop and play
all around the bridge at the old Stuchie
we start to fall in deep again
Jameston bends as love holds sway
But the finale always begins at Drumkinnon Bay

Towards the Loch along the Leven trail
Onwards until the end of the day
Love will move us, it will prevail
to the tune the Last of the Bohos
in a Balloch Bohemians play
(a tall tale)
Cast in shadows of the vale
Nor Nor West to old Drumkinnon Bay

CHORUS:
Draw a heart with your hand
in whats left of the sand
filtered by the big old Ben a panoramic ray
Toast with a kiss, a whisky, a beer
to the sinking of the day
at the last post of the old pier
Sunsets forever at Drumkinnon Bay