Townes Van Zandt — Blue Ridge Mtns. Smoky Version

Well, my home's across the Smoky Mountains My home's across the Smoky Mountains My home's across the Smoky Mountains And I ain't comin' back here anymore I've seen this whole wide country over New York City down to Mexico I've seen the joyful and the sorrow And I ain't comin' back here anymore Well I had me a mother that could pray, boys She prayed for me both night and day, boys I tore down every prayer that she could say, boys And I ain't comin' back here anymore Well Mister Sinbad, can you hear me? Down there in Grace, Louisiana? Well, I'll lay a joint upon your grave, sir Then I ain't comin' back here anymore No, I'm goin' back to North Carolina I'm goin' back to North Carolina Well, I'm goin' back to North Carolina Ain't comin' back here anymore Well I had me a lady in New Mexico Prettiest sexy legs you ever saw, dear But you know, one morning I just had to go And I ain't goin' back there anymore My home's across the Smoky Mountains My home's across the Smoky Mountains My home's across the Smoky Mountains And I ain't comin' back here anymore