High in the hills, down in the dales,
Happy and fancy-free,
Old Father Thames keeps rolling along
Down to the mighty sea.
What does he know, what does he care?
Nothing for you or me!
Old Father Thames keeps rolling along
Down to the mighty sea.
He never seems to worry,
Doesn't care for fortune's fame;
He never seems to hurry,
But he gets there just the same.
Kingdoms may come, kingdoms may go:
Whatever the end may be...
Lyrics of Old Father Thames
Raymond Wallace
