Strip away the bar and gun shop

Strip away the lonesome telephone lines

Strip away the faded black top

Strip away these things, 

I'll tell you what you'll find



Beautiful land

With the hills all around

Where the mountaintops reach

For the billowing clouds

Touch of God's hand

Is a whispering sound

Of the wind through the trees

In the dawn's misty shroud

Beautiful land



My coat still holds her perfume

My car seat a few strands of her hair

I see my red eyes in the rear view

I been driving through the high, country air

Through the....



Beautiful land....



I don't ever want to get that way again

I turned my back on who I was

I turned my back on all my friends

I don't ever want to get that way



In the stillness of the morning

In the absence of a practical plan

In the wake of my transforming

From a loved one to a stranger again

Lies the ....



Beautiful land....