You were there in my arms alone in the moonlight. The trees played the waltz of the wind. It was there that I knew, I'd love you forever. We danced to the waltz of the wind.
When the road is rocky. And you're carrying a load. Wait for the light to shine. If you find your friendless. On that weary lonesome road. Wait for the light to shine.
My days on earth are numbered I can see the journey, s end. Gonna ride that train to glory When it comes around the bend. I, m leaving all my worries and forget about my cares.
From the great Atlantic ocean to the wide Pacific shore. From the queen of flowing mountain to the south bell by the shore. She's mighty tall and handsome and know quite well by all.
Oh, the people would come from far away. Dance all night till the break of day. When the caller hollered do-se-do. We knew Uncle Pen was ready to go. .
There were no loved one to weep over her. Not a tear did I see shed. For the lady they pulled from that muddy old river. No one ever came to claim their dead.
Come and listen into a radio station where the mighty hosts of heaven sing. Turn your radio on turn your radio on. If you want to hear the songs of Zion coming from the land of endless spring.
Oh you tell me that you love me. Yes, you tell me that you care. That tomorrow we'll be married. But tomorrow's never there. . Oh, tomorrow never comes.
I'll pretend I'm free from sorrow make believe that wrong is right. Your wedding day will be tomorrow but there'll be no teardrops tonight. Why oh why should you desert me are you doing this for spite.
A long steel rail a short cross-tie I'm on my way back home. I'm on the train the king of them all the Streamlined Cannonball. Oh she climbs along like a cannonball like a star on its heavenly flight.
It was on one Monday morning. About one o'clock. When that great Titanic. Began to reel and rock. . People began to scream and cry. Saying, oh, Lord, we're going to die.
In a vine covered shack in the mountains. Bravely fighting the battle of time. Is a dear one who's weathered life's sorrow. It's that silver haired daddy of mine.
Come and listen, won't you brother?. Have you heard or don't you know. There's a train that's bound for Glory. Will you ride it when it goes. . Has your ticket yet been purchased.
I was dancing with my darling to the Tennessee Waltz. When an old friend, I happened to see. I introduced him to my loved one and while they were dancing.
Oh, that big black engine comes a puffin' 'round the bend. Puffin' 'round the bend, puffin' 'round the bend. Oh, that big black engine comes a puffin' 'round the bend.
Take these chains from my heart and set me free. You've grown cold and no longer care for me. All my faith in you is gone but the heartache lingers on.
Just as far as I can remember she'll remain the rose of my heart. Mom took sick along in December February brought us broken heart. The reason we've not called the family reunion we knew she wouldn't be there.
Thank you Mr Postman for the letter you bring. It's from my little darling and she's coming back again. I'll meet her at the station this morning at nine.
A long steel rail a short cross-tie I'm on my way back home. I'm on the train the king of them all the Streamlined Cannonball. Oh she climbs along like a cannonball like a star on its heavenly flight.
There is a house in New Orleans, they call the Rising Sun. It's been the ruin of many poor boy and me, oh, Lord poor one. Go to tell my youngest brother, not to do as I have done.