Appalachian Hilltop
Appalachian Hilltop Rolling
Gather your seeds to be sown
Appalachian Hilltop welcome me home
These old patchwork hilltops
Reminding me of what I am and what I'm not
And the coal mines started closing 20 years ago
People started moving out
Sick and tired of living from hand to mouth
But praying
Diamonds come from Coal
Appalachian Hilltop Rolling
Gather your seeds to be sown
Appalachian Hilltop welcome me home
Talking to a wiseman
Walking through the fields of my father's land
Don't judge son
Forgive every stone you throw
Say goodbye to the mom and pop
We're living in the age of the one stop shop
But pray now that diamonds come from coal
Appalachian Hilltop Rolling
Gather your seeds to be sown
Appalachian Hilltop welcome me home
This mighty river is flowing
With a spirit that will never grow old
Appalachian hilltop welcome me home
Oh we worship on Sunday
Try to raise our kids up the right way
We're up at dawn planting the fields of gold
And all the little girls want a white dress
So they can see their daddy in his Sunday best
Oh they're praying that diamonds come from coal
Appalachian Hilltop Rolling
Gather your seeds to be sown
Appalachian Hilltop welcome me home
This mighty river is flowing
With a spirit that will never grow old
Appalachian hilltop welcome me home
Appalachian Hilltop welcome me home
Appalachian Hilltop welcome me home
Gather your seeds to be sown
Appalachian Hilltop welcome me home
These old patchwork hilltops
Reminding me of what I am and what I'm not
And the coal mines started closing 20 years ago
People started moving out
Sick and tired of living from hand to mouth
But praying
Diamonds come from Coal
Appalachian Hilltop Rolling
Gather your seeds to be sown
Appalachian Hilltop welcome me home
Talking to a wiseman
Walking through the fields of my father's land
Don't judge son
Forgive every stone you throw
Say goodbye to the mom and pop
We're living in the age of the one stop shop
But pray now that diamonds come from coal
Appalachian Hilltop Rolling
Gather your seeds to be sown
Appalachian Hilltop welcome me home
This mighty river is flowing
With a spirit that will never grow old
Appalachian hilltop welcome me home
Oh we worship on Sunday
Try to raise our kids up the right way
We're up at dawn planting the fields of gold
And all the little girls want a white dress
So they can see their daddy in his Sunday best
Oh they're praying that diamonds come from coal
Appalachian Hilltop Rolling
Gather your seeds to be sown
Appalachian Hilltop welcome me home
This mighty river is flowing
With a spirit that will never grow old
Appalachian hilltop welcome me home
Appalachian Hilltop welcome me home
Appalachian Hilltop welcome me home
Credits
Writer(s): Walker Watts Young, Scott Williams Kinnebrew, William Byron Smith, Timothy Lee Jones, Adam Grace
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