[1] About three miles from the Battelle yard on the reverse curve on [4] down
Not far south of the [1] town depot [4] Sullivan's shack was [6m] found
[5] Back on the higher [1] ground

You could see him every day walking down the line
With his old brown sack across his back and his long hair down behind
Speaking his worried mind

[1] It's a long way to the Delta from the [4] North Georgia hills
And a tote sack full of [1] ginseng won't pay no traveling [4] bills
And [^b7] I'm too old to [1] ride the rails or [2m] thumb the road a-[5]-lone
Well I [1] guess I'll never [4] make it back to [1] home
My muddy water [4] Mississippi [1] Delta home

Well the winters here they get too cold the damp it makes me ill
You can't dig no roots in the mountainside with the ground froze hard and still
Gotta stay at the foot of the hill

But next summer if things turn right the companies will pay high
I'll make enough money to pay my bills and bid these mountains goodbye
Then he said with a sigh