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Fire on the asphalt, L.A. freeway
Santa Anna windstorm, come blow me away
'Cause this rearview mirror could use some adjustment
Some other reflection, some other place.

Oh, Cumberland, I'm a faithful son
No matter where I go, I hear you calling me
The Mississippi's wide long, St. Paul to New Orleans
But my heart's resting on your banks in Tennessee.

Lazy ol' river, not a lick of ambition
Get to Kentucky then you roll on home
If you were a highway, you wouldn't go nowhere
And I wouldn't be lost and all alone.

Oh, Cumberland, I'm a faithful son
No matter where I go, I hear you calling me
The Mississippi's wide 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
That old muddy water that once washed me clean.

Oh, Cumberland, I'm a faithful son
No matter where I go, I hear you calling me
Mississippi's wide long, St. Paul to New Orleans
But my heart's resting on your banks in Tennessee.

Oh, Cumberland
Oh, Cumberland.

 

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