D
    I grew up on the side of Clinch Mountain,
              G                             D
    with the beauties and the music of the woods,
               G                           D
    the sweet song of the bright bubbling fountain,
             A            A7             D
    and the warble of the birds I understood.

           D
When I've sung my last song in the evening,
         G                      D
and the sun sets in the golden west,
          G                           D
all the scenes of this world I'll be leaving,
         A               A7             D
in the shadow of Clinch Mountain I will rest.

         D
    Long ago said the oak and the cedar,
             G                          D
    singing deeply in a whisper of the past,
                G                       D
    stood not then this great towering leader,
             A                  A7               D
    nor the fountain where the crystal gems are cast.

           D
When I've sung my last song in the evening,
         G                      D
and the sun sets in the golden west,
          G                           D
all the scenes of this world I'll be leaving,
         A               A7             D
in the shadow of Clinch Mountain I will rest.

            D
    Then I asked how this green lofty mountain
            G                          D
    in the caldron the lonely desert stood,
               G                         D
    said this song of the bright sunny fountain,
             A           A7              D
    we were given by the waters of the flood.

           D
When I've sung my last song in the evening,
         G                      D
and the sun sets in the golden west,
          G                           D
all the scenes of this world I'll be leaving,
         A               A7             D
in the shadow of Clinch Mountain I will rest.

              D
    Out that gate I have passed since my childhood,
              G                                 D
    o'er the railway through the tunnel to the west,
             G                            D
    singing songs of the Clinch Mountain wildwood,
                A               A7              D
    songs that people found and birds love the best.