Sweet Appalachia

When my soul wants to fly up high like mist on the mountain

Ship me out of Tennessee

When my days tick down and my clock stops counting

Just let the rain do the crying for me

Something in me knows I'm almost home

'Cause I'm a couple hundred miles to the Cumberland Gap

Sweet Appalachia keeps calling me back

Grew up running through the sourwood trees

And that's right where they're gonna bury me

Wherever I might roam

I feel it in my bones

Couple hundred miles to the Cumberland Gap

Sweet Appalachia keeps calling me, calling me back

Well, I work real hard for a fistful of dollars

But I ain't a-gonna take 'em with me

So just throw 'em out the window, let 'em blow around the holler

Y'all just have one on me

Just raise a glass to the Youghiogheny County ghost

'Cause I'm a couple hundred miles to the Cumberland Gap

Sweet Appalachia keeps calling me back

Grew up running through the sourwood trees

And that's right where they're gonna bury me

Wherever I might roam

I feel it in my bones

Couple hundred miles to the Cumberland Gap

Sweet Appalachia keeps calling me, calling me back

When my soul wants to fly up high like mist on the mountain

When my days tick down and my clock stops counting

Well, I'm a couple hundred miles to the Cumberland Gap

Sweet Appalachia keeps calling me back

I'm a couple hundred miles to the Cumberland Gap

Sweet Appalachia keeps calling me back

Grew up running through the sourwood trees

And that's right where they're gonna bury me

Wherever I might roam

I feel it in my bones

Couple hundred miles to the Cumberland Gap

Sweet Appalachia keeps calling me, calling me back