A man will tell his story like a workingman's tale
But the mountains measure time on a different scale
I was born in a cabin not far from here
And I've lived in these hills for 87 years
The crows tell the story in meter and rhyme
Of a long life lived, in a very short time
I've been through the rain, the sun and the snow
And I've seen generations come and go
The river erodes the ancient plateau
And reveals the fossils in the valley below
The water carves the stone and tells the story sublime
Of a long life lived, in a very short time
When water covered the Ozarks the Devil gave a sign
Then God made a mark like a footprint in the pines
The earth is turning. The planets align
We should all be so lucky. We should all feel so fine
The stars tell the story as they wheel and shine
Of a long life lived, in a very short time
And the crows tell the story in meter and rhyme
Of a long life lived, in a very short time