Everybody Movin' North
I live in the Appalachia Mountains in the southern United States, and a lot of people find some sort of shame in that and rush to get out. I like the old stories; the views, the culture, the food, the people. I'm just fine with living here. This song is just a bit of a celebration of my home and a bit of the stories I've heard told.
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My grandpa said his grandpa fought for the Rebels at Bull Run
And they was mostly kids, and mostly died
He grew up with a sense of loss when the Yankees took it all
They razed the farms with the women still inside
And I grew up, that bitter taste like fate stuck in my mouth
To see the war's raging today, still burning up the south
(Chorus)
Still, I sing Dixie, and ask who's with me
It's just me and the pine trees
The valley views from my front porch
They fled these hollers, in search of dollars
But I love it too much to leave
With everybody movin' north
My daddy said his daddy did anything he had to do
To get his wife and kids off the mountainside
For the robber barons came and stripped the nature down to mud
And even stole what them poor hollers had to hide
And I look out to see the fog like green smoke from the flames
Time that changed off of the mountain, for us it stayed the same
(Chorus)
My brother said his brother is full of hope and misery
A will to walk a new path, but ain't got boots
I guess he'd know growing up on that mountain beside me
That folks like us most only gain to lose
And I dream in black and white about a scenic peaceful home
Waking up from nightmares of never being left alone
(Chorus)
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