Round the mountain on the mossy side,
Where the trees lean n’ the lands a slide
Underneath the oak and paw paw tree,
There’s a 4 prong root just waitin for me
My names ginseng I’m a little shy,
don’t often see the clear blue sky
Favor growin out in the old growth wood
little bit of ginseng does a man good
Ginseng grows on the mountainside,
Ginseng knows just where to hide
Aint nothing fancy and it don’t grow tall,
Hunt for your ‘sang in the golden fall..
Yellow root medicine grows nearby,
cohosh knows where the ginseng lies
glows like gold in the afternoon,
dig it in the fall ‘neath a wanin’ moon
Scatter those seeds all around,
put a piece of root back in the ground
come back in another year or 3,
ginseng grows a family
Down in the holler by the kissin tree
Ginseng far as the eye can see
Underneath the bluff where shadows fall
i can hear my lover call
Lay her down in a bed of leaves
Trillium trills and the bloodroot bleeds
Hardwood singin in the mountain breeze
Diggin that ginseng on my knees
Ginseng grows on the mountainside,
Ginseng knows just where to hide
Aint nothing fancy and it don’t grow tall,
Hunt for your ‘sang in the golden fall..
Original song lyrics ~
Lions Mane 