Maces Spring

[00:06.77] I awoke and thought I heard the rumbling of a train
[00:12.65] Time had come to dig up root and wander off again
[00:18.00] I could feel the pull from the valley way below
[00:22.23] A hundred miles along the ridge
[00:24.25] Clinch mountain is my home
[00:29.86] So I started walking
[00:32.20] Going from side to side
[00:33.98] The grade built like a canyon
[00:36.20] Two fold counties wide
[00:38.50] Soon I'll reach the bottom
[00:40.46] Like a bird upon the wing
[00:43.25] Down in Maces Spring
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[01:07.90] Green fields of Virginia
[01:09.60] Where the fairest sunbeams play
[01:14.24] Where the Holsten River flows and the red buds sway
[01:19.90] I'll leave behind my mountain home
[01:22.47] The rippling foam and me
[01:24.30] Float it down to Knoxville town
[01:26.28] Pleasures I will seek
[01:32.19] Then I heard a mourning dove
[01:34.14] Call from up on high
[01:36.30] She told me of the beauty there
[01:38.31] And the star-filled nights
[01:40.99] The songs of my mountain home
[01:43.31] We all love to sing
[01:45.53] Down in Maces Spring
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[02:10.11] So I started climbing going from side to side
[02:18.04] The grade built like a canyon
[02:19.95] Two fold counties wide
[02:22.50] Soon I'll reach the ridge-top
[02:24.82] Like a bird upon the wing
[02:27.32] Over Maces Spring
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