How I'm wishing these days
I could strip to my soul
And go for a dip
In the old swimming hole
Boring through the mountains
By-passing the towns
Interstate 90
Is a sight to behold
But that monument to progress
And engineering skill
Has covered up the old swimming hole
Thirty feet straight up
From where the old hole stood
They sell all kinds of icecream
And the food is good
But it never can compare
With the food for the soul
You could get from a dip
In the old swimming hole
The old swimming hole
Her cool waters ran deep
Felt good to a boy
With mud on his feet
And I'm wishing these days
I could strip to my soul
And go for a dip
In the old swimming hole
A symbol of our great
And affluent society
Interstate 90
Fulfillment of our goals
But that masterpiece of human ingenuity
Has covered up the old swimming hole
Gone the wooden schoolhouse
The old country store
The winding dirt road
Lord, is winding no more
And the old swimming hole
Hears the sound of speeding wheels
Entombed beneath a blanket
Of concrete and steel
Oh the old swimming hole
Her cool waters ran deep
Felt good to a boy
With mud on his feet
How I'm wishing these days
I could strip to my soul
And go for a dip
In the old swimming hole
I'm wishing these days
I could strip to my soul
And go for a dip
In the old swimming hole
The old swimming hole
Her cool waters ran deep
Felt good to a boy
With mud on his feet
How I'm wishing these days
I could strip to my soul
And go for a dip
In the old swimming hole