Look Away

I'm going where the water rolls

Moses knows the way

To my tin roof shanty by the railroad sign

Where the whistle blows for days

Where the mountains bear the face

Of an Indian brave

And the green fields make such a beautiful grave

Look away

Look away

Hear the homeward call

Of the mockingbird

Don't it sound just like a banjo ringin' from a dime store curb

See the sign on a cross

Sayin', brother, ain't you heard?

That this is the land where salvation ain't a dirty word

Cold butter, milk and honey

Mean more than a pocket full of money

Oh, mama, can you feel me draw near?

Been lovin' you down through the years

Even on the darkest day

Look away

Look away

I'm going where the cotton grows

In rows of snowy bales

Where a man and a mule don't look much different

To the boss man's scale

Where the longleaf pine

Hide a secret place

That everybody knows what it looks like, but can't nobody say

Cold butter, milk and honey

Mean more than a pocket full of money

Oh, mama, can you feel me draw near?

Keep lovin' you down through the years

Even on the darkest day

I look away

I look away

To that circle round the sun still spinnin' to shine over the Lee Highway

I look away

I look away

Dixieland

I'm going where the water rolls

Moses knows the way

To my old homestead where the lights are trimmed and burnin' tell day

Where the Singing River flows

And it knows every name

Of a thousand years of footsteps tracin' it's wide domain

Cold butter, milk and honey

Mean more than a pocket full of money

Oh, mama, can you feel me draw near?

Keep lovin' you down through the years

Even on the darkest day

I look away

Look away

To that circle round the sun still spinnin' to shine over the Lee Highway

Oh, I look away

Look away