a short one while i mourn my home.

born of the sea,

traveler by trade.

my hand towards the stars,

from your peaks i reach.

 

o appalachia, my dearest beloved,

it seems the heavens cried for thee.

o appalachia, i mourn and grieve.

       

i was brought to you

by rivers and promise of serene.

i found it there,

her love paralleling the sea.

     

o appalachia, the stories washed away,

hear my cries.

o appalachia, my heart's with you tonight.