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Runnin' from the cold up in New England I was born to be a fiddler in an old time string band My baby plays a guitar, I pick a banjo now Oh, north country winters keep a-gettin' me down Lost my money playin' poker, so I had to leave town But I ain't a-turnin' back to livin' that old life no more Walkin' to the south out of Roanoke I caught a trucker out of Philly, had a nice long toke But he's a-headin' west from the Cumberland Gap To Johnson City, Tennessee And I gotta get a move on before the sun I hear my baby callin' my name and I know that she's the only one And if I died in Raleigh, at least I will die free
