Byron Keith Taylor: Music
The Raven Trail
Born in 1865,
My family killed, I'm left alive
Carried from a wagon bed
After many thieves lay dead
An Indian chief soon called me son
He taught me how to shoot a gun
My skin is dark
He did not care
Soon, I'm a legend everywhere
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Tell me who hasn't heard about the Raven Trail
Is it true that the children know it well?
I must do all I can to guard the secret way,
But if I fail, don't forget the Raven Trail
Across North Carolina plains,
It hugs the earth, kisses the rain
The sun melts fast upon the snow
Soon it will be time to go
My foster father had been claimed
By a soldier's deadly aim
My wife bore me my only child
Upon the slopes deep in the wild
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Do you remember the path to the mountain of gold?
Its trail was named after me
An invincible army must do what they're told
While we fight to stay free
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