Smoky Mountains

Let me take you on a journey back
Back to those hills of North Carolina
Let me take you on a journey back
Back through those years that we would rather forget
I’m not ashamed, even though the trees have placed their blame
Even though the clouds spit on my name
But I cannot cross the Smoky Mountains

We were young and we were so in love
Back in those hills of North Carolina
We were young and we were so in love
We had it all, and we would not let go
We wanted to believe that we could be true
No matter how the winds blew
All across the Smoky Mountains

I run off and left her all alone
Back in those hills of North Carolina
I run off and left her all alone
Without a word to say where I had gone
The smoke will rise from the ashes of a dream that’s died
Drifting up to where the angels fly
All across the Smoky Mountains

The smoke will rise from the ashes of a dream that’s died
Drifting up to where the angels fly
But I cannot cross the Smoky Mountains


© Gregory J. Yoder, 2016