Written by Mike McKenna Jr.

Lyrics

The clearest of memories in all my recounting
Was the time that we wandered up old Smokey Mountain
Lofty jade peaks and her cool windy weather
Blows strong like an anchor then soft like a feather

Coffee at dawn and the sunrise a shinin’
To wake by the cliffside is the true silver lining
Walked off our hangovers no words were needed
And a few golden teachers all worry receded

It’s just what my soul needs, a campfire and a good feed
I’ll be bringin my best weed up old Smokey Mountain
Grey mist looms over these rivers we rover
A pack on my shoulder up old Smokey Mountain

Barefoot on wet stone, I felt the earth breathin
Couldn’t tell you my name just a deep sense of meaning
My vision all rippled, and sounds were all flowin
And on the way down I’d a true sense of knowin

It’s just what my soul needs, a campfire and a good feed
I’ll be bringin my best weed up old Smokey Mountain
A grey mist looms over these rivers we rover
Pack on my shoulder up old Smokey Mountain

It’s just what my soul needs, a campfire and a good feed
I’ll be bringin my best weed up old Smokey Mountain
A grey mist looms over these rivers we rover
Heaven looks down upon old Smokey Mountain