Smokey mountain boy

(words & music by rosenblatt – milrose)
Im just a smokey mountain boy Come back to the hills I love Where the tops of pine all bend in the wind And the deep blue sky above The closer and closer I get to home The more excited I am Those were the mornings Id roll out of bed Start the day off with a hot corn bread Smothered in huckleberry jam Im just a smokey mountain boy Come back to the hills I love Where the tops of pine all bend in the wind And the deep blue sky above I can almost hear the hounds running through the woods Close on the trail of the hare How I long to be with them following the hounds A-huntin again Gettin me a big old grizzly bear Im just a smokey mountain boy Come back to the hills I love Where the tops of pine all bend in the wind And the deep blue sky above I traveled around and met lots of girls No matter how many I see I left some pretty ones behind I know back home is where Ill find The girl whose love is meant for me Im just a smokey mountain boy Come back to the hills I love Where the tops of pine all bend in the wind And the deep blue sky above