I'm on a "Moon River" kick. I remember my father crooning it to me as a child but I never really "heard" the lyrics. Until now. Except Stan is my Huckleberry friend.

Moon River, wider than a mile, 
I'm crossing you in style some day. 
Oh, dream maker, you heart breaker, 
wherever you're going I'm going your way. 
Two drifters off to see the world. 
There's such a lot of world to see. 
We're after the same rainbow's end-- 
waiting 'round the bend, 
my huckleberry friend, 
Moon River and me.