play me some mountain music
like grandmaw and grandpaw use to play
and i'll float on down the river
clear creeks and cold mountain mornings
honest work out in the fields
corn bread in my mama's kitchen
daddy sayin' grace before the meal
family ties run deep in this land
and i'm never very far from what i am
and that's what i'll always be
like the rivers and the woodlands
i got a hundred years of down home
i was born country and this country's what i love
i'm in a hurry to get things done
oh i rush and rush until life's no fun
all i really gotta do is live and die
but i'm in a hurry and don't know why
if you're gonna play in texas
you gotta have a fiddle in the band
that lead guitar is hot but not for a louisiana man
so rosin up that bow for fated love and let's all dance
if you're gonna play in texas you gotta have a fiddle in the band
free as a feeling in the wind
yeah with my dixieland delight
parked in a holler 'neath the mountain moonlight
a little turtle dovin' on a mason dixon night
there are angels among us
sent down to us from somewhere up above
to guide us with a light of love
to guide us with a light of love-