Porch lights, on distant ridges dark
Rock lined valleys singing with every bark
From flat water bottom to wind blown timber tall
It's my land
Of snakes and waterfalls

16 score and 7 years my blood’s called home
To all the crimson clay and the old roads that I roam
This place might be curse’d after all
But its my land, of snakes and waterfalls

And I know
That when a distant shore’s before me
Oh how my poor heart aches
For every hollow that I forsake
I’ve been trying to run since I could crawl
But I'm bound
To snakes and waterfalls

And I know
That when a distant shore’s before me
Oh how my poor heart aches
For every hollow that I forsake
Blue cave water and canebrakes forever call
Me on home to snakes and waterfalls