| My name is Josiah
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| I’ve come down to the river
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| I don’t care to see what’s behind me
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| I’ve traveled alone
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| I’m a long ways from home
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| There’s no need for you to remind me
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| The past I once had’s
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| Gone rotten, gone bad
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| There’s no loving smile to console me
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| Well, the future’s unknown
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| But back there at home
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| There’s no one now left to hold me
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| My days once flew by
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| Like the geese in the sky
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| Flying high over Avery County
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| In our little mountain home
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| I never felt alone
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| It was me and Mama and Daddy
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| Daddy worked now and then
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| Odd jobs for a friend
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| But he made most his money off moonshine
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| We barely had enough
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| But we always had love
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| I never went to sleep hungry or crying
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| Daddy left home one night
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| With a load of white lightnin'
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| Said he was heading for Charlotte
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| But he never got that far
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| Him and his car
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| Crashed halfway down Kimbrough Mountain
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| That left Mama and me
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| Living off charity
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| And what little Daddy had left us
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| And pretty soon the bank
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| Was breathing down our necks
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| Saying they was going to evict us
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| Well a man come around
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| He’d just moved to town
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| He started sweet talking Mama
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| At the end of her rope
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| She’d 'bout given up hope
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| She believed when he promised to love her
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| He preached and he roared
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| Like a man of the Lord
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| His message was Hell and Damnation
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| When I stood in-between
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| My mother and him
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| He said, «Your boy here’s in need of salvation.»
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| With his high holy ways
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| He treated me like a slave
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| Said I was born of the Devil
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| He beat me til I bled
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| Then he left me for dead
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| His eyes shining wicked and evil
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| Well I ran off that night
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| In the autumn moonlight
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| I could hear Mama crying for mercy
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| I found a boat by the river
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| I got in and untied her
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| To the sound of his unholy cursing
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| Long as this river flows
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| I reckon I’ll go
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| Til it runs out into the sea
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| If he follows me there
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| I’ll kill him I swear
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| He’s got no more power over me
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| If my Mama were alive
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| I’d tell her goodbye
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| I’ll see her someday way up yonder
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| Now the sun’s going down
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| To the river I’m bound
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| Fare thee well Avery County
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| Now the sun’s going down
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| To the river I’m bound
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| Fare thee well Avery County |