Little Pigeon River

This river ain't crooked, but she sure ain't straight
     She sings the songs of broken banjos

and forgotten fields. She sings for poor
     mountain people kicked out of their homes 

She sings the song of the Cherokee,
     carries their blood downstream

She sings Jesus our savior will protect you,
     and more.  She sings over rocks, roots 

and litter. She sings for these mountains, for as long
      as these mountains drain. She's just trying to wash 

our sins  away
      trying to wash
             our sins away.