Lyrics
"Tuckyland"
Lyrics - Copyright (c) 2024 Doug Clare
Here’s to our journey Southbound—escape the drama
Our backs toward the metro-meltdown—with my mitten mama
I’ve seen too many heads buried in their hands
I’ve watched the people freeze—frozen in their stance
Searching for lost freedom—we’re goin’ to Tuckyland
Blessed are my bluegrass sojourns—obliging God I take it in
Returning always sooths my soul there—where I can confess my sin
I’ve seen too many heads buried in their hands
I’ve watched the people freeze—frozen in their stance
Searching for lost freedom—we’re coming—Tuckyland
Give back our sovereignty—it wasn’t ever yours to take
Regain prosperity—productive hands it does make
Join the resistance—a revolution—for God’s sake
Come on down we’re praying in the heartland—escape the madness
Southern skies over Southern sand—forsakes the sadness
I’ve seen too many heads buried in their hands
I’ve watched the people freeze—frozen in their stance
Longing for freedom’s comforts—I’m cozy here in Tuckyland
Tuckyland
Tuckyland
Feeling free in Tuckyland