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