Southland

These mountains and the hills are the cradle and the grave
Of many a lonesome song
And the hearth fire sings a lullaby
That last all winter long
Tell me what do you keep in your cupboard
How do you find your peace
Cause in the stillness of your solitude
You can set your mind at ease

I'd rather be in the southland
Where the weather is fine
I'll be rocking on the front porch all summer long
On until the evening time
Yeah the wicked and the righteous
Walk hand in hand
And the ways of the way faring stranger
Gonna lead you to the promise land

Now the head of the angels of North Carolina
Came and spoke to me
Said I'm gonna tell your thoughts to you
Underneath the walnut tree
You know its been along time since my rest was restful
Traveling all around this world
And my lust for comfort have been stripped away by the talons of a little blue bird

I'd rather be in the southland
Where the weather is fine
I'll be rocking on the front porch all summer long
On until the evening time
Yeah the wicked and the righteous
Walk hand in hand
And the ways of the way faring stranger
Gonna lead you to the promise land

I'd rather be in the southland
Where the weather is fine
I'll be rocking on the front porch all summer long
On until the evening time
Yeah the wicked and the righteous
Walk hand in hand
And the ways of the way faring stranger
Gonna lead you to the promise land
Yeah the ways of the way faring stranger
Gonna lead you to the promise land