The Ballad of Floyd Collins

Deep in the land of the hollows and creeks

If'n you get lost you get lost for weeks

Listen to the tale of a man who got lost

A hundred feet under the winter frost

Now Floyd was a reasonin' man

He knew what he wanted and he had a plan

He was just as smart as he was brave

He was gonna find him the perfect cave

Even Floyd knew somethin' wasn't right

He was sufferin' nightmares at night

But he didn't worry 'bout what he dreamed

Things was goin' good or so it seemed

Went lookin' for his fortune under the ground

Sure enough, his fortune is what he found