HIGHLAND LIGHT
Norman Blake
1977+/-
All up and down the Blue Ridge Mountain chain they're strippin' coal,
Sellin' it across the sea to Japan, so I'm told.
See the mighty wheels of progress turn and the lanes of commerce run.
A cornucopia of junk it flows from the land of the rising sun.
All across this mighty country, friend, the oak trees turn to gold,
But we can't afford our timber; we cannot buy our coal,
'Cause the foreigners want houses, lifestyles like ours they see,
So we trade our own resources for transistorized TV's