Banjo moon in an Autumn sky Hollow back but ringing bright From the North it's blowing strong Telling sign that it won't be long So hand me down my chopping stick Put that blade up to my lips Going to brave the winds and head on down Bury that blade right in the ground And it's on its way On your knees and pray I keep my faith in the double blade Now the limbs and leaves are getting thick Push that flame into the wick When I catch my eye in the polished steel Before the winds I bow and kneel Lord the list is getting long Ain't nothing I've tried that I ain't done wrong Can't explain how I know how I know To find my way on the long road home