This is my home recording of Green River, the title track from the 1969 album by Creedence Clearwater Revival. I am playing all guitars and bass on this track, and handling all vocals. A drum machine is keeping the beat.
CCR was not known for its instrumental pyrotechnics. The rhythm section was solid, the songs were short, there were no extended solos, and the lyrics for the most part did not reflect the times (except for Fortunate Son, about the Vietnam draft). This makes their songs timeless, especially this one, the lyrics of which could have been written by Stephen Foster. John Fogerty looks back to the carefree days of swimming holes, tire swings and skipping-a-rock across Green River.
The final verse has the narrator telling us that the guys who ran the campgrounds told him that the world will be-a-smouldering when he gets older, but he's always free to come back to Green River.
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