THE CALL OF THE MOUNTAINS By Effie Ray Softly the mountains are calling to me Back to my homeland where I can be free, Free from the rat race and bright city lights,Free from the strangers and smog in the nights. The place of my childhood I hold very dear Memories of loved ones still linger near, The fears of my childhood seem so far away Compared to the problems I'm facing today. I left my good home seekin' fortune and fame But my nearest neighbor knows not my name, I've saved a few dollars, I honestly earned This lesson at home, I'm so glad I learned. Fame and fortune escaped me as my parents had said So back to the mountains today I feel led, Folks raised in the city don't know what it means The peace of the mountains, even in dreams. The New River at Cotton Hill, West Virginia Sandstone Falls - near Hinton, West Virginia Rift, On "The Road to Berwind", West Virginia Dry Fork Creek, at Berwind, West Virginia The Old Home Place in Berwind, West Virginia Photos by Doug Harmon - 1999
THE CALL OF THE MOUNTAINS By Effie Ray
Softly the mountains are calling to me Back to my homeland where I can be free, Free from the rat race and bright city lights,Free from the strangers and smog in the nights.
The place of my childhood I hold very dear Memories of loved ones still linger near, The fears of my childhood seem so far away Compared to the problems I'm facing today.
I left my good home seekin' fortune and fame But my nearest neighbor knows not my name, I've saved a few dollars, I honestly earned This lesson at home, I'm so glad I learned.
Fame and fortune escaped me as my parents had said So back to the mountains today I feel led, Folks raised in the city don't know what it means The peace of the mountains, even in dreams.
The New River at Cotton Hill, West Virginia
Sandstone Falls - near Hinton, West Virginia
Rift, On "The Road to Berwind", West Virginia
Dry Fork Creek, at Berwind, West Virginia
The Old Home Place in Berwind, West Virginia Photos by Doug Harmon - 1999