From the belt
of orion
to the gleam in the bobcat's eye
for the girl I'll lover forever
and the fish caught on the fly
mountains kiss the clouds
waters cleanse the earth
the rising smokey trail
is the place of my birth
so my friend, do you understand
for all my sons and daughters
I will never leave this land
come hell or high water
I woke up to the devil
strolling on my lawn
scattered shot across his back--
go back, go back, go back to your hellspawn
strange riders come a-wanderin'
to steal a horse or two
hogtied 'em for the sheriff
now he don't have much to do
so you see, my friend...
great-grandfather lived here
when high the waters come
set himself just like a tree
it didn't bother him none
sugarcreek went rising
many homes was wrecked
great-grandfather never moved
when the water reached his neck
so you see, my friend...
you're welcome to my treasure
sit down at my table
tell your story through the night
raise a glass if you're able
if you're riding up on blackridge
don't ever feel alone
you are always welcome in
in my smokey mountain home
so you see, my friend for all my sons and daughters
I will never leave this land come hell or high water...
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