Joey Hall - Old Gods of Appalachia (Live)

Old Gods of Appalachia is an original song written and performed entirely by Joey Hall. All rights belong exclusively to the artist.
LYRICS
I grew up mean
on these old backroads
that line the hills
where they'll bury my bones
9 generations
lay in tombs
with my family name
I'll join'em too
An ancient heart
and a violent soul
you can see the roots
through a deep mine's threshold
Down below
or high above
these mountain speak
in a silent tongue
You may be dirty
you're sometimes cruel
but there's nothing like that
shady holler mornin' cool
breeze on my skin
the rain is pourin' down again
Oh, Appalachia
I wanna go home
to the mountains
where I belong
Pickin' berries
on the flats
where the cyotes howl
and the antlers clack
This old place
that I call home
where the black bears run
and the old gods roam
You may be dirty
you're sometimes cruel
but there's nothing like that
shady holler mornin' cool
breeze on my skin
the rain is pourin' down again
Oh, Appalachia
I wanna go home
to the mountains
where I belong x3

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