Curry's Fork

Well I remember green meadows And the stream that ran between Curry's fork, running towards the Ohio Well my brothers and I would go camping neath its trees I'd take my guitar to its solace and try to bring back a piece of Curry's fork Running towards the Ohio Well, my parents weren't poor but they gave me so much more I'd like to thank them for this A place where I could play Far from the day-to-day with nothing around to spoil it Curry's fork, running towards the Ohio Well, I've been back there since but it's not the place I left Now there are houses all around it Though its magic now rests with me only in my memories I still want my daughters to see Curry's fork, running towards the Ohio