03 Bear Creek Clay

"Ready

Long is the road that now lies before me
With my hound by my side and the rifle I carry
Walkin’ both night and both day
Through the banks of the bear creek clay

I’ll make my home on the Cumberland Mountain
Near the place where the water springs forth like a fountain
Flowing both night and both day
Through the banks of the bear creek clay

Birds a-flyin to the west I know what that means
Rocks a-jagged life’s a-ragged ‘tis the place for me
The kinda place to set you free

The wilderness calls like the voice of a maiden
But as I get closer the light starts a-fadin’
So I bend down to wash off my face
By the banks of the bear creek clay

I’ll make my home on the highest of mountains
At the place where the water springs forth like a fountain
Flowing both night and both day
To the banks of the bear creek clay

Flowing both night and both day
To the banks of the bear creek clay"