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Let the River Be

Ghost Crew Project. This song was composed by Mark Storey and AI was used to create the arrangement and recording. Copyright 2026 all rights reserved Let the River Be – Ghost Crew Project by Mark Storey (Verse 1) Down where the bottomlands run deep and wide, Where the Sulphur River flows with the turning tide, It’s been the heartbeat of the county, the life in the soil, Paid for in generations of sweat and of toil. From the woods of Franklin to the Morris line, The water’s been steady, and the timber is fine. But there’s a shadow growing long from the concrete west, Putting the heart of the Red River valley to the test. (Chorus) Oh, don't let 'em drown the memories, don't let 'em flood the loam, For a pipeline dream and a city's sprawl, they’d wash away a home. They call it Marvin Nichols, they call it "needed" too, But they're burying the history of the many for the few. Yeah, the Sulphur’s rising, but not from the rain— It’s a tide of cold ambition and a legacy of pain. (Verse 2) In Titus and in Red River, the dinner bells ring, Over pastures and hayfields where the meadowlarks sing. But the planners in the high-rises, they don't see the dust, Or the century-old deeds now beginning to rust. They want a playground for the suburbs, a faucet for the glass, While they're carving out the spirit of the working class. They’d swap the family tractor for a weekend boat, Leaving everything we built here barely left afloat. (Chorus) Oh, don't let 'em drown the memories, don't let 'em flood the loam, For a pipeline dream and a city's sprawl, they’d wash away a home. They call it Marvin Nichols, they call it "needed" too, But they're burying the history of the many for the few. Yeah, the Sulphur’s rising, but not from the rain— It’s a tide of cold ambition and a legacy of pain. (Bridge) Is a green lawn in Dallas worth a graveyard in the mud? Is a wasteful lake worth the spilling of our blood? We’ve got the conservation, we’ve got the better way, But they’d rather take the easy route and make the country pay. (Verse 3) So stand on the levee and look 'em in the eye, Tell 'em this bottomland isn't ready to die. From the small-town squares to the river-bank shade, We won't go quietly into the plans they’ve made. The Sulphur belongs to the oaks and the pines, To the families who held it through the hardest of times. (Outro) Keep the water moving. Keep the fences standing. Keep the Sulphur River free. Yeah, leave the land to those who love it... And let the river be.