Strip away the bar and gun shop   Strip away the lonesome telephone lines   Strip away the faded black top   Strip away these things,    I'll tell you what you'll find      Beautiful land   With the hills all around   Where the mountaintops reach   For the billowing clouds   Touch of God's hand   Is a whispering sound   Of the wind through the trees   In the dawn's misty shroud   Beautiful land      My coat still holds her perfume   My car seat a few strands of her hair   I see my red eyes in the rear view   I been driving through the high, country air   Through the....      Beautiful land....      I don't ever want to get that way again   I turned my back on who I was   I turned my back on all my friends   I don't ever want to get that way      In the stillness of the morning   In the absence of a practical plan   In the wake of my transforming   From a loved one to a stranger again   Lies the ....      Beautiful land....