I heard his axe beyond the woods
And now I'm bound away
For some men love the city lights
I'll be bound for the lonesome woods
And there I'll settle down
Fiddle and a bow and a firelight low
I'll leave behind my troubling mind
And go the whole world 'round
The red squirrel leaves when the grey squirrel comes
A hundred miles from a wagon track
Is where I'll build my home
Fiddle and a bow and a firelight low
I'll leave behind my troubling mind
And go the whole world 'round
I've seen the old man whittling wood
I've seen the streets of town
I'll pack my goods for the Arkansas woods
And there I'll settle down
And there I'll settle down now
Fiddle and a bow and a firelight low
I'll leave behind my troubling mind
And go the whole world 'round
I'll leave behind my troubling mind
And go the whole world 'round