Appalachian Love Song
I fell in love with your curves
Your honeysuckle vines and turns
Along your blue-ridge back
Ground sank and cracked
We swayed in the hemlock trees
Like two cardinal birds we sang
I hollered in your hollow trunk
In the sleepy hollow we went up
Appalachian Appalachian
What the hell's your pronunciation
All I know is I'll stick around
Around your hallowed ground Oh...
We laughed the rain away
On a porch swing we spent the day
You gave me a song to sing
Love welled up like spring
We ran through muddy fields
Slid down the gully until
You grabbed my hand just in time
In the sleepy hollow we went up
Appalachian Appalachian
What the hell's your pronunciation
All I know is I'll stick around
Around your hallowed ground Oh...
We built a fire below
An aspen covered in snow
We talked through the night, in the dimming light
As the sky turned into stars
You said it was time to go
Shedding your leaves to flow
Down the river bending back
In the sleepy hollow we went up
Appalachian Appalachian
What the hell's your pronunciation
All I know is I'll stick around
Around your hallowed ground Oh...
Your honeysuckle vines and turns
Along your blue-ridge back
Ground sank and cracked
We swayed in the hemlock trees
Like two cardinal birds we sang
I hollered in your hollow trunk
In the sleepy hollow we went up
Appalachian Appalachian
What the hell's your pronunciation
All I know is I'll stick around
Around your hallowed ground Oh...
We laughed the rain away
On a porch swing we spent the day
You gave me a song to sing
Love welled up like spring
We ran through muddy fields
Slid down the gully until
You grabbed my hand just in time
In the sleepy hollow we went up
Appalachian Appalachian
What the hell's your pronunciation
All I know is I'll stick around
Around your hallowed ground Oh...
We built a fire below
An aspen covered in snow
We talked through the night, in the dimming light
As the sky turned into stars
You said it was time to go
Shedding your leaves to flow
Down the river bending back
In the sleepy hollow we went up
Appalachian Appalachian
What the hell's your pronunciation
All I know is I'll stick around
Around your hallowed ground Oh...
Credits
Writer(s): Stuart Ross Johnson-kwochka
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