Chestnut Mountain

I was a boy

Not over knee high

When I first went to Chestnut

The homeplace up on a mountainside

The place where my grandpa

Lived as a child

There once was a farm there

Some years they barely got by

They cut down the chestnuts

Cursing the blight

Sold them for tanbark

That’s all you could do when they died

All that’s left are the graves on a hill

A couple of chimneys standing there now

Memories float in back of my mind

I wanna go back in time

Years went on by

As years always do

Even on Chestnut

Life changed a lot up there too

They moved off the mountain

‘Til no one was there

Except for great grandma

And the home they all had once shared

All that’s left are the graves on a hill

A couple of chimneys standing there now

Memories float in back of my mind

I wanna go back in time

Homesites were offered up

If you qualify

But they can’t take our homeplace

No matter how hard they may try

Now there’s an iron gate

At the foot of the hill

They locked up old Chestnut

But voices are singing there still

All that’s left are the graves on a hill

A couple of chimneys standing there now

Memories float in back of my mind

I wanna go back in time

I wanna go back in time

I wanna go back in time

I wanna go back in time

I wanna go back in time

I wanna go back in time

I wanna go back in time

I wanna go back in time