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 ya"

A 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, Hands!

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 over)

Make it right! (To the Mississippi)

Make it Yours!