| Song | Appalachian Memories |
| Artist | Dolly Parton |
| Album | Burlap & Satin |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Parton | |
| You oughta go north somebody told us | |
| ause the air is filled with gold dust | |
| And fortune falls like snow flakes in your hands | |
| Now i don recall you said it | |
| But we 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 it a stuggle keepin?sight of who you are | |
| Oh and these northern nights are dreary | |
| And my southern heart is weary | |
| I wonder how the old folks are back home | |
| But il keep leanin?on sweet jesus | |
| I know hel love and guide and lead us | |
| Appalachian memories keep me strong | |
| Ya know ie been thinkin?a whole lot lately | |
| About what been and what awaits me | |
| It takes all ie got to give what life demands | |
| You go insane if you give in to it | |
| Life a mill and ie been through it | |
| I just thankful i creative with my hands | |
| Oh and these northern nights are dreary | |
| And my southern eyes are teary | |
| Don i wonder how the old folks are back home | |
| But il keep leanin?on my jesus | |
| I know hel love and guide and lead us | |
| Appalachian memories keep me strong | |
| Il keep lookin?to the father | |
| Keep our heads above the water | |
| Appalachian memories keep me strong |
| zuo ci : Parton | |
| You oughta go north somebody told us | |
| ause the air is filled with gold dust | |
| And fortune falls like snow flakes in your hands | |
| Now i don recall you said it | |
| But we 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 it a stuggle keepin? sight of who you are | |
| Oh and these northern nights are dreary | |
| And my southern heart is weary | |
| I wonder how the old folks are back home | |
| But i l keep leanin? on sweet jesus | |
| I know he l love and guide and lead us | |
| Appalachian memories keep me strong | |
| Ya know i e been thinkin? a whole lot lately | |
| About what been and what awaits me | |
| It takes all i e got to give what life demands | |
| You go insane if you give in to it | |
| Life a mill and i e been through it | |
| I just thankful i creative with my hands | |
| Oh and these northern nights are dreary | |
| And my southern eyes are teary | |
| Don i wonder how the old folks are back home | |
| But i l keep leanin? on my jesus | |
| I know he l love and guide and lead us | |
| Appalachian memories keep me strong | |
| I l keep lookin? to the father | |
| Keep our heads above the water | |
| Appalachian memories keep me strong |
| zuò cí : Parton | |
| You oughta go north somebody told us | |
| ause the air is filled with gold dust | |
| And fortune falls like snow flakes in your hands | |
| Now i don recall you said it | |
| But we 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 it a stuggle keepin? sight of who you are | |
| Oh and these northern nights are dreary | |
| And my southern heart is weary | |
| I wonder how the old folks are back home | |
| But i l keep leanin? on sweet jesus | |
| I know he l love and guide and lead us | |
| Appalachian memories keep me strong | |
| Ya know i e been thinkin? a whole lot lately | |
| About what been and what awaits me | |
| It takes all i e got to give what life demands | |
| You go insane if you give in to it | |
| Life a mill and i e been through it | |
| I just thankful i creative with my hands | |
| Oh and these northern nights are dreary | |
| And my southern eyes are teary | |
| Don i wonder how the old folks are back home | |
| But i l keep leanin? on my jesus | |
| I know he l love and guide and lead us | |
| Appalachian memories keep me strong | |
| I l keep lookin? to the father | |
| Keep our heads above the water | |
| Appalachian memories keep me strong |