There is a place that I used to go

Given its name by the buffalo

Filled me up and eased my pain

Washed my soul without the rain

Oh, Aberdeen, you've been calling to me

Calling me to make my way back home

To that cool summer breeze

And those old evergreens

The only place to rest my weary bones

Soon I will go and free my heart

To that sage and stone beneath the stars

Clear my mind and float my soul

To lay down all my sorrows

Oh, Aberdeen you've been calling to me

Calling me to make my way back home

To that cool summer breeze

And those evergreens

The only place to rest my weary bones.