Back In the Woods
Going north of the logging tree
To build a cabin shack
My banjo concert loud and free
The echo plays it back
This new tune never heard before
Leaves applaud in the wind
Softly dance on the forest floor
Bow and play it again
They will never know I was here
No trace ever be found
No memory of smile or tear
Wind took my song around
Somebody ask where has he gone
There came a short reply
Back in the woods to sing a song
Up yonder there to die
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