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Smokey Mountain
my home in Tennesse
Yesterday calling me,
me home
Mountains rising in my
Higher than the dreams known
Misty eyed, they to me, my Smokey Mountain memories

An old gray man a dog asleep at his feet
Played a worn out full of melodies,
He with his eyes but the lines on his face
Told me as much as the tunes he
I'm talkin' my...

Smokey memories,
Pretty from Tennessee
I was a fool to leave
her all alone
Think her in my dreams,
I Wonder if she of me?
I'll always hold her close to me in my Smokey memories

So mister your fiddle please,
some mountain melodies,
I been down a road so far from home
Nothing left to on to,
I made plans but they fell through
Now there's nothing left for me but my Mountain memories

I'm 'bout my
Mountain memories
'bout my in Tennesse
Yesterday keeps me,
Calling me
rising in my soul
Higher than the dreams known
Misty eyed, they to me,
my Smokey Mountain

Out...

I'm 'bout my
Mountain memories...