even the old folks never knew why they call it like they do. i was wondering since the age of two
down on copperline. copper head
copper kettles sitting side by each. copper coil
down on copperline. half a mile down to morgan creek
leaning heavy on the end of the week. hercules and a hog-nosed snake
down on copperline we were down on copperline. one summer night on the copperline
slip away past supper time. wood smoke and new moonshine
down on copperline. one time i saw my daddy dance
watched him moving like a man in a trance. he bought it back from the war in france
down onto copperline. branch water and tomato wine
sour mash and new moon shine
down on copperline. first kiss ever i took
like a page from a romance book
the sky opened and the earth shook
down on copperline. took a fall from a windy height
i only knew how to hold on tight
and pray for love enough to last all night
down on copperline. day breaks and the boys wakes up and the dog barks and the birds sings
and the sap rises and the angels sigh
all spec house and plywood. tore up and tore up good down on copperline. it doesn't come as a surprise to me
it doesn't touch my memory
and i'm lifting up and rising free down on over copperline. half a mile down to morgan creek
i'm only living for the end of the week. hercules and a hog-nosed snake
take me down on copperline. oh
take me down on copperline.