Lyrics:

Bein' born in blocks of buildings
With a subway lullaby
When I dreamed of Appalachia
It was dreams that had to die

Coal trains wailing, banjos frailing
Sounds escaping through the door
Yes the Face of Appalachia
She was changing that's for sure
She was changing that's for sure

Grandpa made me quite a promise
For the day I came of age
He said we'd walk through Appalachia
Northern Georgia on through to Maine

Dreadful sorry my beloved
Such a promise couldn't keep
All my dreams of Appalachia
Just an old man's memories
Just an old man's memories