Living in the Smokies | Country Music | Appalachian | Smoky Mountain | Rhododendron Rivers

Описание: (Verse 1)
Dogwood blooms like April snow on a green ridge morning
A wild turkey struttin 'down a dusty lane
I smell the earth after the rain,a new day dawning
And a red fox sneaks through the misty mountain rain
The LeConte trail is callin' with its rocky stairway climb
Every breath of pine and laurel feels like a borrowed time
Yeah, I fill my soul up with the views I get to borrow
And dream of blackberry summer waitin' for tomorrow.

(Chorus)
'Cause I'm living in the Smokies, where the mountains touch the sky
Where the rhododendron rivers run and the hawks just drift on by
From the Firefly glow of June to the first frost on the ground
In this heaven made of hollers, I love the mountain sounds.

(Verse 2)
Summer's thick as Grandma's quilt, the creek's a lazy soaker
The Dragon's Tail is twistin', a blacktop roller coaster ride
Grill smoke hangs like evening fog, on pork and oak I'm a choker
While a bear cub watches from the mountainside
Taste the sweet, taste the smoke, taste the freedom in the air
Hear the cicadas' buzzy song from the old rockin' chair
And I know every curve and every crest on 129
Just another wow moment on the Appalachian line.

(Chorus)
Yeah, I'm living in the Smokies, where the mountains touch the sky
Where the rhododendron rivers run and the hawks just drift on by
From the Firefly glow of June to the first frost on the ground
In this heaven made of hollers, I love the mountain sounds.

(Bridge)
And come October, the world just catches fire
A maple blaze on a ridge, my one and true desire
The crunch of acorns underfoot, a rustle in the leaves
The chilly air that whispers through the skeleton of trees
I touch the bark of centuries, see the turkey vultures wheel
It's a painted, perfect peace that's altogether real.

(Verse 3)
Now winter hums a quiet tune, a blue and silver reverie
The foxes leave their track-stitched lace on a frozen dawn
The sleeping bears in dens below, the world in brief recovery
Waitin' for the springtime veil to be redrawn
And I'm just watchin' from my porch, grateful as can be
For every single season handed down so free.

(Chorus)
Yeah, I'm living in the Smokies, where the mountains touch the sky
Where the rhododendron rivers run and the hawks just drift on by
From the Firefly glow of June to the first frost on the ground
In this heaven made of hollers, I love the mountain sounds.

(Outro)
Forever homeward bound...
Just listen to that mountain sound...
Yeah, I'm living in the Smokies.


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