 City parks and buildings rise, stealing the blue sky's breath Dusty winds and noisy cries can't escape this urban death Trains and streams and whispering pines where the county roads alive Take my woods back, take them back where the wild and peace entwine. Can't hear the heartbeat of the hawk nor the rustle of the leaves. Streets filled with empty talk drowning simpler times with ease Concrete jungles, iron grip, strangling all the green Take my woods back, take them back to a life I've rarely seen Take my woods back, oh so free Where the pristine waters flow Where the deer and fox run wild trees and moonlight glow City lights and crowded noise, I'll leave them holds the key Take my woods back, take them back, set this weary soul free. Through the backwoods, shadows fade. The spirits freely roam. In the quiet hutch of the freshly laid, I'll find my proper home. Eagle soul, where cities fell. Over valleys deep and vast. Take my woods back, take them back to the days that truly last. Take my woods back, oh, so free. Where the pristine waters flow, where the deer and fox run wild. Trees and moonlight grow, city lights and crowded noise, I'll leave them in the past Take my woods back, take them back Find my peace at last Country folk and hearts still beat With tales of time gone by Preserve the land beneath our feet, beneath God's own open sky. Breathe the air that's clean and sweet where nature valleys deep and vast Take my woods back, take them back To the days that truly last

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