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George Mann - At Beluthahatchee

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Some people think that folksingers like me have got it made
We only work two hours a day, and sometimes we get paid
But I do forty thousand miles a year just on the road
And man, it’s starting to get old
When my batteries need charging and my head is hanging low
I know just where I’ve gotta go

To Beluthahatchee, site of Woody’s final stand
The place where Stetson Kennedy once helped expose The Klan
A land in perfect harmony with nature so it seems
Beluthahatchee in my dreams

Now Stetson dammed a creek up and he flooded out the plain
Beluthahatchee Lake was born and Stetson chose its name
A land of peace and solitude where Freedom staked a claim
Where discord was forgiven and forgotten all the same
There Woody found the space to write and spread the seeds of man
While Stetson watched and waited for The Klan

At Beluthahatchee, site of Woody’s final stand
Where Mother Earth and Stetson worked to sanctify the land
A little piece of Heaven that I’ve tried so hard to find
Beluthahatchee in my mind

Now many years have passed and those brave men are gone
But fellow women and men like you and me will carry on
And if The Klan rises again, let Stetson be your guide
Just shout “Beluthahatchee!” at them and watch ’em run and hide
For love will always conquer hate, that’s what the scriptures say
But if it don’t this time, then this is where I’ll stay

At Beluthahatchee, Woody walked upon this land
As he and Stetson drilled in preparation for The Klan
So take another look at me and you will recognize
Beluthahatchee in my eyes

Beluthahatchee, site of Woody’s final stand
The place where Stetson Kennedy once helped expose The Klan
A land in perfect harmony with nature so it seems
Beluthahatchee in my dreams

“Belu-tha-hatch-ee!” – You’re in my dreams
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