See that train coming round the bend. Carrying the one that I love. Her beautiful body is still here on earth. But her soul has been called up above. .
The night was black rain fallin' down. I looked my baby, she's no where aroun'. Chased her footsteps down to the shore. Afraid she's gone for ever more.
Come and look out through the window. That big old moon is shinin' -down.. Tell me now don't it remind you. On a blanket on the ground.. Remember back when love first found us.
Now will you love me, little darling. When I'm in some other land?. And you know, I can't be with you. Or will you be loving another man?. . Will you be loving another man?.
Hey, hey, hey ,hey. Watching ooh yeah. . Won't you come see about me?. I'll be alone, dancing and you know it baby. Tell me your troubles and doubts. Giving me everything inside and out, out.
In this awful world of sorrow. In this wicked path of sin. Never thinking of tomorrow. Or what I'd lose in the end. . Oh, I can hear the joy bells ringing.
A human heart goes out tonight. Yes a red hot love on a red stop light. I see a scene so cold it echoes in blue, yeah. Oh, those twisting tongues they are after you.
Oh, why, oh why did you wander?. Oh, why did you ever roam?. When you know that we always were happy. All alone in our old mountain home. . It was down in the old Cumberland Mountains.
Dead on arrival. Well that's how they pronounced him. But I'm out for survival. Oh I'm alive in this town. . It took the vital injection. From that sweaty little girl child.
McKinley hollered, McKinley squalled. Doc said, "McKinley I can't find the cause. You're bound to die, you're bound to die". . Doc told the horse, he'd throw down his rein.
Day by day. Hour by hour. What haunts. My nighttime. Starts my daylight. Even good friends. Have no answers. Beautiful stars. . You don't want a hard patch.
I left the one that love in the mountains. And all the love we shared. But each night as she kneels by her bed side. I know she calls my name in her prayer.
The cattle prowled and the coyotes howled. Out on the Great Divide. I never done no wrong, just singing a song. As down the trail I ride. The rattlesnakes rattle at the prairie dogs.
Day by day - look what the papers say. Day by day - look what the papers say. Stranded in the jungle. Trapped inside the tube. [You] hate your next door neighbour.
On a rainy, windy morning that's the day that I was born on. In the old sharecroppers one room country shack. They say my mammy left me, same day that she had me.
On the floor of Tokyo. Or down in London town to go. With the record selection with the mirror reflection. I'm dancing with myself. . When there's no one else in sight.
When The Bees Are In The Hive - Bill Monroe. (Bryan/Mills). . By the mill stream sits the Miller's pretty daughter. Her cheeks are like the first red rose of June.
On the floors of Tokyo. Or down in London town to go, go. With the record selection and the mirror reflection. I'm dancing with myself. . When there's no one else in sight.
I met her one evenin' in a bar room downtown. She was the picture of truth. Her shoulders were sagged and her head was bowed down. Like me she was livin' the blues.
Memories that linger in my heart. Memories that make my heart grow cold. Maybe we can live again, sweetheart. And my blue moon again will turn to gold.