I wanna go to Magnolia Mountain
And lay my weary head down
Down on the rocks
Of the mountain my savior made
Steady my soul and ease my worry
Hold me when I rattle like a hummingbird hummin’
Tie me to the rocks of the mountain my savior made
Lie to me
Sing me a song
Sing me a song until the morning comes
If the morning come, will you lie to me
Will you take me to your bed
Will you lay me down
Til’ I’m heavy like the rocks in the riverbed
That my savior made
I wanna be the bluebird singing
Singing to the roses in her yard
Roses in her yard her father grew for her
It’s been raining like Tennessee honey
So long I got too heavy to fly
Ain’t no bluebird ever gets too heavy to sing
Lie to me
Sing me a song
Sing me a song until the morning comes
And if the morning don’t come, will you lie to me
Will you take me to your bed
Will you lay me down
Ti’l I’m heavy like the rocks in the riverbed
That my savior made
. . . please
We burn the cotton fields down in the valley
And ended up with nothing but scars
Scars became the lessons that we gave to our children after the war
There ain’t nothing but the [truth/tunes] of Magnolia Mountain
Where nobody ever dies
Steady your soul and ease your worry
They got room
Lie to me like I lie to you
Hold me down until the morning comes
And if the morning don’t come
Will you lie to me
Will you take me to your bed
Will you lay me down
Ti’l I’m heavy like the rocks in the riverbed
That my savior made
. . . please