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 You ought to go north somebody told 
 Cause  air is filled with gold dust
 And fortune falls like  flakes in your hands
 Now  don't recall who said it
  we'd lived so long on credit
 And so we  out to find our promised land
 
 Just poor Smoky  farm folk
 With nothing  than high hopes
 So we hitched our station wagon  a star
 But our dreams  fell in on us
 Cause there was no  of promise
 Though it's  stuggle just keepin' sight of who you are
 
 Oh  these northern nights are dreary
 And my southern  is weary
 As I wonder how the old folks are back 
  I know that they all love me
 And they're all thinking  me
 The Smoky  memories keep me strong
 
 You  I've been thinkin' a whole lot lately
 About  been and what awaits me
 It takes all I've got to give what  demands
 You  insane if you give in to it
 Life's a mill  I've been through it
 I'm  thankful I'm creative with my hands
 
 Oh and these northern nights  dreary
  my southern eyes are teary
 As  wonder how the old folks are back home
  I'll keep leanin' on my Jesus
  love and guide and lead us
 The Smoky Mountains  keep me strong
 
  I'll keep looking to the father
 Keep  heads above the water
 While  Smoky Mountains memories keep me strong