Before the dawn I’m wakin’

I eat my grits and bacon

Then I step out in the sunshine or the rain

Cause it’s a long way down this mountain

And there’s many who are countin’

That I get to town before the mornin’ train

Well there’s nothin I like better

Than to take the cards and letters

To the folks a livin’ way out in the hills

But even though I like the talkin’

It requires a lot of walkin’

And by suppertime I’m longin’ to be still

Chorus:

And it’s up another holler and over one more hill

‘Till my clearing and the home lights I will see

And on my porch waitin’ there is a wicker rockin’ chair

Where I’ll sit to rest my weary feet

Well the work would go much faster

But ol’ Abrams gone to pasture

I guess we can’t escape from growin’ old

I’d get another pack mule

But Lord knows I can’t afford to

So that’s why I’m doomed

To walk these hills alone

Chorus:

And it’s up another holler and over one more hill…

Well I know the time is nearing

When I’ll travel from my clearing

And I’ll leave my satchel hangin’ on its nail

‘Cause it’s from this world I’ll wander

But I’ll be at peace up yonder

Where there’ll be no need to carry in the mail

Chorus:

And it’s up another holler and over one more hill

‘Till my savior’s perfect heaven I will see

And in my golden mansion there

Is a wicker rockin’ chair

Where forever I can rest my weary feet

Repeat first chorus:

And it’s up another holler and over one more hill

‘Till my clearing and the home lights I will see…