Woods Of Sipsey - Claire Lynch

In the woods of Sipsey

The trees are so tall, an unscalable wall

So high and green

Oh beware in Sipsey

There?

re snakes on the ground?

they move with no sound

If you happen to venture in

In the woods of Sipsey

No lights after dark, except for the stars

That hang in space

When the air is misty

It hovers the glade with shadow and shade

It?

s a backward, forsaken place!

And the mulberry river sings

Where the birds still have room for their wings

They fly?

fly?.

over my home

Down in the woods of Sipsey

There?

s a path in Sipsey

That leads to the graves where my ancestors lay

It comforts me

Just to know in Sipsey

A light year from now, in this same hallowed ground

I?

ll be resting in peaceful sleep

And the mulberry river will sing

Where the birds still have room for their wings

They?

ll fly?.

fly?

over my home

Down in the woods of Sipsey