Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Slopes Of Beech Mountain, artist - Norman Blake. Album song Flower From The Fields Of Alabama, in the genre Кантри
Date of issue: 19.06.2005
Record label: Shanachie
Song language: English
The Slopes Of Beech Mountain |
The green leaves hang over rusty tin |
And the porch roof is falling through |
Blue morning glories bloom outside my room |
And a field of white daisies, too. |
I’ll wear my old coat and my overalls |
I’ll wear my brogan shoes |
My old felt hat and gold watch chain |
And an honest face will do. |
Where queen anne’s lace and bright goldenrod |
And the green grasses wave so true |
Where the bramble rose, so snow white grows |
And the skies are always blue. |
I’ll sing some old song that’s forgot and gone |
I’ll play on the violin, too |
And I might recite well into the night |
Some story that’s known to be true. |
Then just let me stay up here were the air is clear |
And the cool rippling waters run down |
In this shady mountain clime till the end of my time |
On the slopes of Beech Mountain I’ll be found. |
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