Lyrics
Verse 1
In the hills of old Kentucky, where the river runs free
There's a little cabin where we always long to be
With a banjo on my knee and a fiddle playing sweet
We sing the songs the wind carries down the street
Chorus
Oh, in the mountains, where the sky is so blue
We live our lives to the sound of the banjo and the fiddle too
With simple melodies, guiding our hearts anew
In the land of Appalachia, where we'll always find our truth
Verse 2
Early in the morning, with the sun rising high
The aroma of coffee and the birds flying by
Our day begins with a song and a smile
On the dirt trails, we walk mile by mile
Chorus
Oh, in the mountains, where the sky is so blue
We live our lives to the sound of the banjo and the fiddle too
With simple melodies, guiding our hearts anew
In the land of Appalachia, where we'll always find our truth
Bridge
The stories of our forebears, etched in every chord
Around the campfire at night, music is our guiding word
With the sound of the banjo and the fiddle lighting our soul
In the simplicity of life, we find ourselves whole
Chorus
Oh, in the mountains, where the sky is so blue
We live our lives to the sound of the banjo and the fiddle too
With simple melodies, guiding our hearts anew
In the land of Appalachia, where we'll always find our truth
Verse 3
When the day ends and the moon rises high
We sit on the porch, in a sweet lullaby
The sound of the banjo and the fiddle playing low
In the quiet of the night, peace begins to flow
Chorus
Oh, in the mountains, where the sky is so blue
We live our lives to the sound of the banjo and the fiddle too
With simple melodies, guiding our hearts anew
In the land of Appalachia, where we'll always find our truth
Outro
In the land of Appalachia, where we'll always find our truth.
