Matraca Berg Lyrics
"Oh Cumberland"

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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
This song is from the album "The Dreaming Fields".