Seneca Creek (Acoustic)

In the Spring of 1949
 That's when I crossed the county line
 It's there I saw in Seneca Creek
 A girl named Ruth who washed her feet
 I told her my name was RC Farris
 That I'd marry her with half a karat
 She said "I do, but no stone can reach
 The prettiest shine of this here creek"
 The mud was deep and the roads were wide
 We'd retreat and then re-take the lines
 Korean winters had torn me down
 And killed all the boys from my hometown
 But I'm coming home, Ruth, my dear
 I got money in my pocket, don't you fear
 We'll build a life by Seneca Creek
 You'll have everything you'll ever need
 Let's build a home by Seneca Creek
 And raise ourselves a family
 I'll work on the farm, you work the store
 We'll have everything we ever hoped for
 With the top of a mountain above our heads
 And the roar of Seneca by the bed
 Seneca Creek
 And sure enough, the hard times came
 You loved yours, I did the same
 But we made it through the winter's cold
 And many summers young and old
 In '85 the creek did rise
 But it only took the other side
 The Gandee, North Fork, and South Branch too
 The house still stood that I built for you
 In '94 when you got sick
 We'd make up trips for the hell of it
 Take my hand, Ruth, my dear
 I'll take you back to any year
 And now you lie on the hill up high
 Right beneath the mountain sky
 Seneca Creek sings below
 Atop the tree sits a lonely crow
 We built a home by Seneca Creek
 And raised ourselves a family
 I worked on the farm, you worked the store
 We had everything we'd ever hoped for
 With the top of a mountain above our heads
 And the roar of Seneca by the bed
 Seneca Creek