where water courses through the land.
with buildings, walks and streets I stand.
for daring length, thin grace of line.
You may not even notice me.
There's not much claim to fame that's mine.
each man a lively heart and brain.
I'm made with iron, sweat and pain.
at the river on Navarro.
those hard muscled men who made me.
ponder the mark they left to see.
in some far southeastern state.
Built back in nineteen twenty two.
Honor workers for what they do.