Occoneechee, the Maid of the Mystic Lake

by Robert Frank Jarrett

Rifting rocks and rolling rivers

Doth adorn the hill and vale,

Lilting melodies float outward

On the vortex of the gale;

This the land of Occoneechee,

Land that Junaluska saw,

Home of warrior, chief and maiden,

Land of dauntless brave and squaw.

Let us go back to those mountains,