Lyrics Out On The Natchez Trail - Chuck Mead

Out On The Natchez Trail

IT STRETCHES ALL THE WAY FROM THE MISSISSIPPI RIVER
TO THE SHOALS OF ALABAM
UP THROUGH THE HILLS TO THE TENNESSEE VALLEY
TO THE BANKS OF THE CUMBERLAND
I WAS MAKING MY WAY DOWN TO TUPELO
WHEN I FELT MY ENGINE FAIL
I WAS ALL ALONE AT THE SIDE OF THE ROAD
A OOOO OO
OUT IN THE NATCHEZ TRAIL
BETTER WATCH WHERE YOU WALK
OR YOU MIGHT GET LOST
I SET OUT HIKING BY THE PALE MOONLIGHT
LOOKING FOR THE NEAREST TOWN
WHEN I CAME ACROSS A MAN CALLED CHICKASAW SAM
SITTIN ON AN INDIAN MOUND
HE HAD AN OL' PEACE PIPE AND AN UN-CORKED JUG
FILLED WITH MAGIC ALE
I TOOK A LITTLE SIP AND MY MIND PLAYED TRICKS
I HEARD THE SKY THUNDER
I HEARD THE WIND BLOW
I HEARD A WHOLE HERD OF BUFFALO
THE STARS STARTED SPINNIN
AROUND AND ROUND
I FELT MY FEET COMIN OFF THE GROUND
I WAS FLYIN DOWN THE TRAIL
I WAS FLYIN REAL LOW
AND I FLEW ALL THE WAY TO TUPELO
I SAW THE BOY KING I SAW CHICKASAW SAM
THEN IT ALL WENT BLACK WITH A WAVE OF HIS HAND
I WOKE UP WITH THE SUN SHINNIN IN MY FACE
IN THE FRONT OF MY CHEVELLE
HOW I GOT BACK TO THE DOUBLE BRIDGE
I COULD NEVER TELL
I TOOK A LITTLE TRIP TO THE OTHER SIDE
BUT I LIVED TO TELL THE TALE
IT WAS A STROKE OF LUCK WHEN THAT MOTOR CRANKED UP