We first camped on the beautiful Clinch River

Natures Grand Ampitheater around

In forests of wonderful beauty

Wild game of every specie is found

We next camped on the charming Holsten

Onward, Westward - our motto each day

No callers at morn, noon or nighttime

To enliven our camp by the way

Tis June and we're camping and dining

Well up the Alleghaney's steep sides

Tomorrow we'll dine on the summit

Of the Eastern and Great Western Divide

Tis Midsummer in beautiful Kentucky

And camping and dining at noon

And listening to the wonderful adventures

Of the daring Kenton and brave Dan'l Boone

Then onward, westward through Old Kentucky

At Cincinnati we ferry our teams

Tomorrow we'll dine in Clermont County

By the side of charming silver stream

Our long journeys ended, no more camping

Tis lovely Indian summer time

How blue the hills, how crisp the morning air

What a splendid salubrious clime

Our father has made a new home

Here at the base of this sunny hill

Made mills and waterways and dams

Giving ample power to our busy mills

Here in this new home ten brothers were born

Straight as Indians, black hair and eye

Deep chest, square shoulders, wonderful muscles

Standing in shoes, averaging six foot high

In this good home when I was young

My father would take me on his knee

And then tell me of his dear parents coming

To America, from away beyond the sea

How they made a new home in the Blue Ridge Mountains

Made mills and waterways and dams

Told me of his good mother and David

And of his charming, sweet sister Ann.

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