The Avalanche کے بول

I call ye cabin neighbors I call you once my friends But I trust when you labor And put my head to rest But I was on the hatch I was on the Avalanche And I had found my match I was on the floor I took a train from Virginia To Illinois, my home He said, "I knew you had it in you." The mind to make its own But I was on the hatch Riding on the Avalanche I tried to take it back I was on the floor Come on, Stone! Come on, Star! Come on, Snow! Come on, Car! Come on, Hand! Come on, Feet! Come on, Face! Come on, Street! Come on, State! Come on, Song! Move it fast! (Take it up) Move it along! (The Ohio River) Come on, Life! (Take it up) Come on, Lord (Take it ever) Make it right! (To the Mississippi) Make it Yours!