Jim Proctor Sings (you A Song)

That strange old man I met down in Mahamba, My dear friend Nellie from the nursing home. Their rivers reached a sea that they share, They're joining hands and resting out there, Floatin' (bobbing on the blue), Floatin' (watching me and you), Floatin' (don't you see 'em too?), Floatin'. Elise and her friend Maggie in the photo, And Clark who Joy put on her mortarboard. The tragedies my daughters have known, The young ones whom we'll never see grown, Floatin' (wait for mom and dad), Floatin' (we may all be sad), Floatin' (for them it ain't that bad), Floatin'. You'd think this song's about some happy subject, But then the words come out and you're down. Don't think I've missed the pain that you feel, I've cried myself I know it's for real, Floatin' (an ocean full of tears), Floatin' (a loved one reappears), Floatin' (to watch us through our years), Floatin'. My dad he slowly swam way down that river, One moment here, the next Mom was gone. They always did things gradual and fast, But either way together at last