Oh Cumberland

Fire on the asphalt, L.A. freeway
 Santa Anna windstorm come blow me away
 This rear-view mirror could use some adjustment
 Some other reflection, some other place
 Oh Cumberland, I'm a faithful son
 No matter where I run, I hear you calling me
 Mississippi's wide and long, St. Paul to New Orleans
 But my heart's resting on your banks in Tennessee
 Lazy old river, not a lick of ambition
 You get to Kentucky then you roll on home
 If you were a highway, you wouldn't go nowhere
 And I wouldn't be lost out here all alone
 Oh Cumberland, I'm a faithful son
 No matter where I run, I hear you calling me
 Mississippi's wide and long, St. Paul to New Orleans
 But my heart's resting on your banks in Tennessee
 There's a stolen river in the San Fernando
 Down in the valley in the shadow of greed
 But I have a memory knee deep in salvation
 Of that old muddy water that once washed me clean
 Oh Cumberland, I'm a faithful son
 No matter where I run, I hear you calling me
 Mississippi's wide and long, St. Paul to New Orleans
 But my heart's resting on your banks in Tennessee