Artist: Ralph Stanley
Album: I'll Answer The Call (1987)

There's a white oak on the hill at my old Clinch Mountain Home
That stands straight and true on that windy spur alone
And when the cold wind blows it's roots they bend and moan
But when the storm has passed it straightens up and goes on

Lord, let me be like that white oak on the hill
And help me to live in your almighty will
Help me on my journey, Lord to travel on my own
And give me the strength to straighten up and go on

You know the troubles of this life they sometimes get me down
And when I look for my friends they're not always around
And the good Lord seems to say "Son, get up and do my will
And always remember that old white oak on the hill"

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