Rocky Top

Wish that I was on Ole Rocky Top,
Down in the Tennessee Hills.
Ainít no smoggy smoke on Rocky Top,
Ainít no telephone bills.

Once there was a girl on Rocky Top,
Half bear the other half cat.
Wild as a mink, sweet as soda pop,
I still dream about that.


Rocky Top, youíll always be
Home sweet home to me.
Good ole Rocky Top,
Rocky Top Tennessee, Rocky Top Tennessee.

Once two strangers climbed on Rocky Top,
Lookiní for a moonshine still.
Strangers ainít come back from Rocky Top,
Guess they never will.

Corn wonít grow at all on Rocky Top,
Dirtís too rocky by far.
Thatís why all the folks on Rocky Top
Get their corn from a jar.


Now Iíve had years of cramped up city life,
Trapped like a duck in a pen.
Now all I know is itís a pity life,
Canít be simple again.


Rocky Top Tennessee, Rocky Top Tennessee.
Yeah Rocky Top Tennesee eee eee eee.

Submitted by Angela M. Ruley

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