MONONGAHELA SALASB Pete Seeger on the 1961 LP "PETE SEEGER - STORY SONGS"Recorded live from the Village Gate in New York City, NY================She was born in an old Monessant (SIC) alley.Her Ma and her Pa they called her Sal.She grew up to be the pride of the valley,A typical Monongahela gal.She wandered one day by the river.And she watched the Jason steaming by.Her heart gave a leap and a quiver.As she caught the handsome pilot's roving eye.Now his name you must know was Moat Stanley.And he wore a fancy sporting coat.He was tall dark and handsome and manly.The slickest pilot ever steered a boat.Roll on roll on Monongahela.Roll on to the Ohio.Roll on past Alequippi (SIC) down to the Mississippi.Clear up to the Gulf of Mexico.Now Moat gave a toot on his whistle.And the Jason churned the water at her stern.And Sal stepping light as a thistle,Reached up and took Mote Stanley's hand in hers.It was love careless love by the river.It was love careless love by the shore.And I'm sure the Good Lord will forgive her,For she never knew what love was like before.He swore that he always would love her,As they locked through the old Emsworth Dam.But that night overboard he did shove her,And then Moat Stanley took it on the lam.Well no one could say Sal was sickly.She didn't even take time out to bawl.But she high-tailed it right down for Sewickley,Slapping out a fast Australian crawl.She hopped a fast freight for Rochester,And there was Moat a' steaming close to shore.From a Yard Bull who tried to molest her,She up and swiped a great big forty-four.She raised up that big shooting iron,And she fired six shots into Moat.And when she'd laid down that revolver,She sure messed up that fancy sporting coat.Roll on roll on Monongahela,Where the catfish and the carp left long ago.You used to be so pure but now you're just a sewer,Messing up the Gulf of Mexico.