You oughta go north somebody told us
'Cause the air is filled with gold dust
And fortune falls like snow flakes in your hands
Now I don't recall you said it
But we'd lived so long on credit
And so we headed out to find our promised land
Oh and these northern nights are dreary
And my southern eyes are teary
Don't I wonder how the old folks are back home
But I'll keep leanin' on my Jesus
I know he'll love and guide and lead us
Smoky Mountain Memorieskeep me strong
I'll keep lookin' to the Father
Keep our heads above the water
Smoky Mountain Memories keep me strong
he is cute =)
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