A tunnel cuts into this greenness Under the roof of this wild place Down into the heart of darkness Along the Natchez Trace There is no way to fill the silence Measure the lateness of this age But for the turning of the seasons Along the Natchez Trace Oh, Mississippi Show your hand, I'll Read your fortune and your fate Oh, Mississippi I'll trace your lifeline Along the Natchez Trace The journey is forever lonely Each step a slow and measured pace Always mindful of the bandits who wait Along the Natchez Trace Oh, Mississippi I'd like to know you But you will not show your face Lost in a dream state Some still wander Along the Natchez Trace There is no way to fill the silence Measure the lateness of this age But for the turning of the seasons Along the Natchez Trace