Way down in Georgia

Way down in Rome

Come around the mornin'

I'll be headed home

Goin' to the mountains of the Caroline

I'll get there before the sun falls behind the tallest pine

Pine tree, pine tree

Growin' from the soil of Galilee

Don't be scared now

Don't be slow

If you don't go, the roots won't grow

When I was a child there

Three-feet I stood

I looked out on the valley

And dreamed the dreams I could

As the years passed by

My shadow grew so tall

No steps could I take

Afraid that I would fall

Pine tree, pine tree

Growin' from the soil of Galilee

Don't be scared now

Don't be slow

If you don't go, the roots won't grow

Well through the darkest rainfall

I have been kept dry

A steady hand has guided me to the other side

When my dyin' day comes, bury me beside

The tallest of the pine trees in the hills of Caroline

Pine tree, pine tree

Growin' from the soil of Galilee

Don't be scared now

Don't be slow

If you don't go, the roots won't grow

If you don't go, the roots won't grow

Pine tree, pine tree

Growin' from the soil of Galilee

Don't be scared now

Don't be slow

If you don't go, the roots won't grow