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Oh Cumberland lyrics
Fire on the asphalt, L.A. freeway
Santa Anna windstorm come blow me away
This rear-view mirror could use some adjustment
Some other reflection, some other place
Oh Cumberland, I'm a faithful son
No matter where I run, I hear you calling me
Mississippi's wide and long, St. Paul to New Orleans
But my heart's resting on your banks in Tennessee
Lazy old river, not a lick of ambition
You get to Kentucky then you roll on home
If you were a highway, you wouldn't go nowhere
And I wouldn't be lost out here all alone
Oh Cumberland, I'm a faithful son
No matter where I run, I hear you calling me
Mississippi's wide and long, St. Paul to New Orleans
But my heart's resting on your banks in Tennessee
There's a stolen river in the San Fernando
Down in the valley in the shadow of greed
But I have a memory knee deep in salvation
Of that old muddy water that once washed me clean
Oh Cumberland, I'm a faithful son
No matter where I run, I hear you calling me
Mississippi's wide and long, St. Paul to New Orleans
But my heart's resting on your banks in Tennessee
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- Track 7 on The Dreaming Fields
- 6 The Dreaming Fields
- 8 Your Husband's Cheating on Us
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