Smokey Mountain Boy

I'm just a Smokey Mountain boy Coming back to the hills I love. With the tops of pine all bending in the wind and the deep blue sky above. The closer and closer I get to home the more excited I am. Those were the mornings I'd roll out of bed start the day off with a hot corn bread. Smothered in huckleberry jam. I'm just a Smokey Mountain boy Coming back to the hills I love. With the tops of pine all bending in the wind and the deep blue sky above. I can almost hear the hounds running through the woods close on the trail of a hare. How I long to be with them following the hounds a-hunting again. Getting me a big old grizzly bear. I'm just a Smokey Mountain boy Coming back to the hills I love. With the tops of pine all bending in the wind and the deep blue sky above. I traveled around and met lots of girls no matter how many I see. I left some pretty ones behind. I know back home is where I'll find the girl whose love is meant for me. I'm just a Smokey Mountain boy Coming back to the hills I love. With the tops of pine all bending in the wind and the deep blue sky above.