Living in the Smokies | Country Music | Appalachian | Smoky Mountain | Rhododendron Rivers скачать в хорошем качестве

Living in the Smokies | Country Music | Appalachian | Smoky Mountain | Rhododendron Rivers

(Verse 1) Dogwood blooms like April snow on a green ridge morning A wild turkey struttin 'down a dusty lane I smell the earth after the rain,a new day dawning And a red fox sneaks through the misty mountain rain The LeConte trail is callin' with its rocky stairway climb Every breath of pine and laurel feels like a borrowed time Yeah, I fill my soul up with the views I get to borrow And dream of blackberry summer waitin' for tomorrow. (Chorus) 'Cause I'm living in the Smokies, where the mountains touch the sky Where the rhododendron rivers run and the hawks just drift on by From the Firefly glow of June to the first frost on the ground In this heaven made of hollers, I love the mountain sounds. (Verse 2) Summer's thick as Grandma's quilt, the creek's a lazy soaker The Dragon's Tail is twistin', a blacktop roller coaster ride Grill smoke hangs like evening fog, on pork and oak I'm a choker While a bear cub watches from the mountainside Taste the sweet, taste the smoke, taste the freedom in the air Hear the cicadas' buzzy song from the old rockin' chair And I know every curve and every crest on 129 Just another wow moment on the Appalachian line. (Chorus) Yeah, I'm living in the Smokies, where the mountains touch the sky Where the rhododendron rivers run and the hawks just drift on by From the Firefly glow of June to the first frost on the ground In this heaven made of hollers, I love the mountain sounds. (Bridge) And come October, the world just catches fire A maple blaze on a ridge, my one and true desire The crunch of acorns underfoot, a rustle in the leaves The chilly air that whispers through the skeleton of trees I touch the bark of centuries, see the turkey vultures wheel It's a painted, perfect peace that's altogether real. (Verse 3) Now winter hums a quiet tune, a blue and silver reverie The foxes leave their track-stitched lace on a frozen dawn The sleeping bears in dens below, the world in brief recovery Waitin' for the springtime veil to be redrawn And I'm just watchin' from my porch, grateful as can be For every single season handed down so free. (Chorus) Yeah, I'm living in the Smokies, where the mountains touch the sky Where the rhododendron rivers run and the hawks just drift on by From the Firefly glow of June to the first frost on the ground In this heaven made of hollers, I love the mountain sounds. (Outro) Forever homeward bound... Just listen to that mountain sound... Yeah, I'm living in the Smokies. #easylistening, #soul, #nostalgic #nostalgia, #inspirational #countrymusic #country #smokymountains #smokymountain #129 #guitar #mountains #appalachians Lyrics copyright ‪@hive‬synth music🔗 CONNECT WITH Hive Synth MUSIC: Subscribe: @hivesynth 📜 COPYRIGHT & LICENSING: This video and the final produced audio are original content created and owned by Hive Synth. The creation process utilized AI tools under appropriate commercial licenses. This content is protected under "fair use" for transformative, artistic purposes. Unauthorized replication or re-upload is prohibited. Use of Suno.ai. on a paid subscription.