Way Over Yonder Lyrics

Way over yonder, the Alabama she rolls
Just like my back, the dam well it broke
Like my old hound dog, could use some more sleep
Just you and the stars, and me underneath
Built this old house, damn near ran us dry
Four walls and a roof Lord, a place to lie
She tends to this garden, and tend to this land
And I asked her father to put a ring on her hand

I work for my woman, I work to bring bread
Work for these children, to keep a roof over their heads
And this county of clay, good Lord he made
Sit down at this table, bow our heads and we pray

Up on Mt. Cheaha, heavеn’s looking on down
In this god forsaken backwards old town
Way over yonder, thе horses still roam
And this old house, finally feels like a home

Down through the pasture, and out past the pond
There’s a slice of this county, sun shines down upon
Not far from this fencepost lies a stone and a grave
Way over yonder, we’ll meet again someday
Way over yonder, we’ll meet again someday