roy acuff - smoky mountain rag (inst.) lyrics
return to a land called paraiso,
a place where a dying river ends.
no birds there fly over paraiso,
no sp-ce allows them to endure.
the smoke that screens the air,
the gr-ss that’s never there.
and if i could see a single bird, what a joy.
i try to write some words and create
a simple song to be heard
by the rest of the world.
i live in this land called paraiso,
in a house made of cardboard floors and walls.
i learned to be free in paraiso,
free to claim anything i see.
matching rags for my clothes,
plastic bags for the cold.
and if empty cans were all i have, what a joy.
i never fight to take someone
else’s coins and live with fear
like the rest of the boys.
paraiso, help me make a stand.
paraiso, take me by the hand
paraiso, make the world understand
that if i could see a single bird, what a joy.
this tired and hungry land could expect
some truth and hope and respect
from the rest of the world.
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