You oughta go north somebody told us
Ã¢â‚¬ËœCause the air is filled with gold dust
And fortune falls like snow flakes in your hands
Now I donÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t recall you said it
But weÃ¢â‚¬â„¢d lived so long on credit
And so we headed out to find our promised land
Just poor Appalachian farm folk
With nothing more than high hopes
We hitched our station wagon to a star
But our dreams all fell in on us
'Cause there was no land of promise
And itÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s a stuggle keepin?sight of who you are...
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