[Verse 1]
Harlots hang in the hollows now
Cold and blue in their old nightgowns
Calico skin set to burn and howl
Got them twenty dollar hands and them fifty dollar mouths

[Pre-Chorus]
Under the law of supply and demand
It’s a privilege of mine to be a common man

[Chorus]
Go down, Appalachia
Yonder stands the river Conasauga to and fro
Oh, death and transfiguration
May it fill your soul with the wild and Holy Ghost
Hail to the creep, hail to the creep
That swept you off your feet

[Verse 2]
We ain’t what you think we are
Old times here ain’t forgotten
Our apocryphal home in the by and by
That’s a myth, my friend, we’ve resurrected

[Pre-Chorus]
Truth gets covered, in other words governеd
Call up the elders just bеyond the road's end
[Chorus]
Go down, Appalachia
Yonder stands the river Conasauga to and fro
Oh, death and transfiguration
May it fill your soul with the wild and Holy Ghost
Hail to the creep, hail to the creep
That swept you off your feet