When I was a child my family would travel
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Down to Western Kentucky where my parents were born
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There's a backwards old town that's often remembered
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So many times that my memories are worn.
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And daddy, won't you take me back to Muhlenberg County
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Down by the Green River where Paradise lay?
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Well, I'm sorry, my son, but you're too late in asking
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Mr. Peabody's coal train has hauled it away.
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Well, sometimes we'd travel right down the Green River
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To the abandoned old prison down by Adrie Hill
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Where the air smelled like snakes and we'd shoot with our pistols
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But empty pop bottles was all we would kill.
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And daddy, won't you take me back to Muhlenberg County
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Down by the Green River where Paradise lay?
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Well, I'm sorry, my son, but you're too late in asking
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Mr. Peabody's coal train has hauled it away.
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Hey!
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Then the coal company came with the world's largest shovel
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And they tortured the timber and stripped all the land
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Well, they dug for their coal till the land was forsaken
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Then they wrote it all down as the progress of man.
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And daddy, won't you take me back to Muhlenberg County
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Down by the Green River where Paradise lay?
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Well, I'm sorry, my son, but you're too late in asking
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Mr. Peabody's coal train has hauled it away.
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When I die, let my ashes float down the Green River
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Let my soul roll on up to the Rochester dam
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I'll be halfway to Heaven with Paradise waitin'
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Just five miles away from wherever I am.
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And daddy, won't you take me back to Muhlenberg County
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Down by the Green River where Paradise lay?
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Well, I'm sorry, my son, but you're too late in asking
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Mr. Peabody's coal train has hauled it away.
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Paradise
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| John Fogerty |
