Porch lights, on distant ridges dark Rock lined valleys singing with every bark From flat water bottom to wind blown timber tall Its my land Of snakes and waterfalls 16 score and 7 years my bloods called home To all the crimson clay and the old roads that I roam This place might be cursed after all But its my land, of snakes and waterfalls And I know That when a distant shores before me Oh how my poor heart aches For every hollow that I forsake Ive been trying to run since I could crawl But Im bound To snakes and waterfalls And I know That when a distant shores before me Oh how my poor heart aches For every hollow that I forsake Blue cave water and canebrakes forever call Me on home to snakes and waterfalls
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