"My Ozark Mountain Home©"
Lyrics by M. S. McKenzie (Unless Otherwise Noted) | Music Performed by Songs Across America or American Storyteller Music, All Songs Are Protected by Copyright
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I wrote "My Ozark Mountain Home" for the specific loneliness of coming home from prison to find that redemption isn't handed to you just because you've earned it. This is a man from Eldon who ran with a bad crowd, did real damage, paid for it at Algoa, and used that time to genuinely change, only to come out and find his own family wasn't ready to let him back in. I wanted the song to be honest about that gap, between the change a person makes inside themselves and the world's willingness to believe it.
The story behind the song is the hitchhike to Warsaw, where he reconnects with someone from his teenage years, a friendship with real complicated history underneath it. What starts as a tentative reunion becomes the place where he finally accepts not just being loved, but being honest about who he actually is. I didn't want to write his redemption as something he achieved alone. It happens because someone from his past was willing to see him clearly, past the shame and past the old reputation, and that seeing is what let him finally stop running.
What I care about most is the outro, I ain't that bad man that I used to be, thanks to the hills and a lover who believed in me. Redemption in this song isn't a clean, solitary act. It's the hills themselves and one person's stubborn belief, working together to bring a man all the way back to himself. Songs Across America has room for stories this personal and this specific, and I hope this one reaches anyone who's ever come home changed and found the world slow to believe it.
Acoustic folk-country ballad, opening on fingerpicked guitar and harmonica, moving through a somber melancholic bridge before resolving into a warm, gentle outro.
Redemption after incarceration, the gap between inner change and being believed, second chances found through an old and complicated love, and the Ozarks as a place of healing and belonging.
Primary Subject:
A man from the Central Missouri Ozarks rebuilding his life after incarceration, and the reunion with an old friend that helps him finally accept his own identity and find his way home.
Mood:
Regretful and weary at the outset, deepening into reflective hope, and closing on quiet, earned peace.
Real redemption often isn't achieved alone. It takes both the quiet strength of a place we belong to and someone willing to see us clearly, past our worst mistakes, before we can finally stop running from our own past and accept who we truly are.
[Instrumental Introduction]
[Intro: Acoustic guitar finge-rpicking, low fiddle, soft harmonica]
I once was lost in that old life I chose
Trading kindness for all the lies I told
But there's a trail that leads me back again
Through cedar groves and the whisperin’ wind
[Verse 1: The Past and the Fall]
I ran with a gang of bad boys down in Eldon Town.
Fast cars, dope, and booze:I let it all pull me down
I tried to outdrink my guilt, and snort away my pain
But the windows and doors with bars called my name
Down in Lake Ozark I left a long trail of shame
I stole a truck and left a burgled house in flames
I told my mama lies, so she slammed the door
Then the law tracked me down in Joplin…
…I couldn’t run any more…
[Chorus]
The Ozark hills still hold my name in stone
Where the Osage rolls through twists and turns
I’m not askin’ for a handout or money to burn
I swear I’ve changed…
…I just need one more chance
To earn my way back from the life I’ve known
Back to my sweet old, Ozark Mountain home
[Verse 2: The Time Inside]
They sent me up the river to Algoa’s locked gate
Where time runs slow and the guards don’t wait
I cleaned toilets and floors, keeping my head low
Wrote letters back home:none got answered or read
But in the aching silence, I found my own voice
Made peace with myself, made a different choice
I cleaned up my act, got strong, and got my GED
I swore to myself that I'd leave that cage a better me
[Breakdown: melancholic string instrumental]
[Verse 3: Rejection and the Long Road]
They let me out one morning in the gray
No family there, no ride, no place to stay
I called my sis in Lakeside, by Bagnell Dam
Said I hadn’t changed at all…
they still saw that same bad man
I remembered my teens in Warsaw…
…so I hitched a ride in the rain to that town
Where the hills and lakes never let me down
Walked past the school where we’d skip class
And saw lights on in the house you lived in last
[Bridge – Solo steel guitar and soft vocal harmony]
From Truman Lake to Devil’s Elbow
There’s no place like the one you know
And forgiveness grows where love is sown
That’s what I found back here…
…what I found back home
[Verse 4: Reconnection and Truth]
You opened the door, took one look with cautious eyes
You didn’t flinch a muscle when I started to cry
You said “You’ve really changed… but it’s still you”
So, I knew right then and there what I had to do
You extended your hand and pulled me in from the rain
You told me the truth:you took me in your arms again
So I stopped the running, from your love and the shame
I was proud you were with me and to say your name
[Chorus – Repeat with added harmony]
The Ozark hills still hold my name in stone
Where the Osage rolls through twists and turns
I’m not askin’ for a handout or money to burn
I swear I’ve changed…
…I just need one more chance
To earn my way back from the life I’ve known
Back to my sweet old, Ozark Mountain home
[Outro – Gentle fade out with harmonica and guitar]
I ain’t that bad man that I used to be
Thanks to the hills and a lover who believed in me
I’ve come full circle; I’ve paid the debt that I owed
Now I walk these streets with a heart that knows…
This is where I belong:my Ozark Mountain home
[extended instrumental outro]
My Ozark Mountain Home is a heartfelt folk-country ballad about redemption, identity, and the power of returning to one’s roots. Set in the Central Missouri Ozarks, it follows a young man who once ran with the wrong crowd and paid the price for a string of bad decisions that led to his incarceration at Algoa Correctional Center. While inside, he begins to reflect deeply on his past and chooses a new path:one of self-reform, discipline, and honesty.
But freedom doesn't come with forgiveness. Released with no ride and no warm welcome, he finds himself rejected by the very family he hoped to reunite with in Lake Ozark. Alone and disheartened, he hitchhikes to Warsaw, a town from his teenage years, and reconnects with someone who once knew him before the fall:a high school friend with whom he had a complicated history.
What begins as a tentative reunion turns into something deeper as the two men confront the truth about their past, and the narrator finally accepts not just his friend’s love, but his own identity. It's a moving story of second chances and emotional healing set against the backdrop of real places:Eldon, Joplin, Bagnell Dam, Truman Lake, and Devil’s Elbow:all of which are woven into a richly atmospheric tribute to the rugged, redemptive spirit of the Ozarks.
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