(C. Woodsmith)
There is a tree , flowers in spring
White cherry buds, 22 rings
I helped her grow, but have never seen
Carolina winter or Aberdeen
From the Missisippi
Floodgates my body churned
Up the river delta my mother yearned
To taste the sweetness of her pain
Fallin down in Carolina rain
And if I stay ill stay today
My body has followed in her wake
If I'm to go, Ill go away
To Aberdeen
And there ill wait
She stayed by the sea
Hardened town
Smell of fish watered down
Taste of liquor on her mouth
And her heart it wandered down to the south
And if I stay ill stay today
My body has followed in her wake
If I'm to go, Ill go away
To Aberdeen
And there ill wait
Her body is now
Hard from the years
She's still as strong
Still as fierce
I've taken all she had to give
and given back the will to live
And if I stay ill stay today
My body has followed in her wake
If I'm to go, Ill go away
To Aberdeen
And there ill wait