From the recordings Rivers, Trails and Towns of Stokes County and SAMPLE - Educational Music Modules for Seminars
Roll down to Walnut Cove and the Dan River with this soulful tribute to small-town life. From Belews Creek to Pine Hall’s red clay, it’s pure country charm, wildlife, and history in every note.
Lyrics
Down where the Dan keeps rollin’ wide
Through Walnut Cove with mountain pride
Belews Creek sings through the piney fold
With stories carved in red brick bold
It ain’t fancy but it’s home you see
That’s just plain country—it’s fine by me
Trains once echoed down the track
Whistles crying no lookin’ back
Now those rails are rust and moss
But the heart of the town never got lost
Old barns lean with stories sweet
Where foxes dance and crickets meet
Out near Pine Hall the clay runs red
Baked into bricks that still hold stead
Chimneys tall and porches wide
The kind of pride you just can't hide
From mill to meadow the tale still grows
In every field where the wildflower blows
Down where the Dan keeps rollin’ wide
Through Walnut Cove with mountain pride
Belews Creek sings through the piney fold
With stories carved in red brick bold
It ain’t fancy but it’s home you see
That’s just plain country—it’s fine by me
Catfish sleep where the currents bend
While the herons wade and the tree frogs blend
Deer move soft through fields of green
Where the mayapples bloom and the air smells clean
You can sit a spell by the general store
Hear the locals laugh like days of yore
No city rush no neon lights
Just stars that shine on cool spring nights
And if you’re tired come take a seat
This kind of quiet is hard to beat
Down where the Dan keeps rollin’ wide
Through Walnut Cove with mountain pride
Belews Creek sings through the piney fold
With stories carved in red brick bold
It ain’t fancy but it’s home you see
That’s just plain country—and that’s home to me