Well, I was born on Cheaha Mountain
On a cold November day
Out past the creek where the land's so steep
And the snakes and the bobcats stay
Where the snakes and the bobcats stay.
Now my daddy made corn liquor
And the town folk knew him well
For the six-gun that he carried
And the whiskey he would sell
Oh, the whiskey he would sell.
(Chorus)
And, Lord I love those rocky hills
That's the only life I know
You can look straight down on the quiet town
And the city lights below
Lawd, the city lights below.
Now, when, I die you can lay me down
On the land where I come from
And won't you say a prayer as you leave me there
Beneath that setting sun
Now, beneath that setting sun.
Well, I was born on Cheaha Mountain
On a cold November day
Out past the creek where the land's so steep
And the snakes and the bobcats stay
Where the snakes and the bobcats stay.
(Repeat Chorus)
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