Tragic Songs of Life

Oh Katy dear, go ask your mother If you can be a bride of mine If she says yes, come back and tell me If she says no, we'll run away Oh Willie dear, there's no use in asking She's in her room, up taking rest And by her side lies a silver dagger To sl

Sad and alone in a mansion No loving wife to caress Sat a man sad and lonely No loving wife's lips to kiss She married him for (possessions?) No love in her heart had she Sad and alone, in his fine home He looked all around him and said What is a hom

I'll deck my brow with roses My true love may be there And gems that others gave me Shall shine within my hair And even them that know me Will think my heart is light Though my heart will break tomorrow I'll be all smiles tonight I'll be all smiles t

In the pines, in the pines, where the sun never shines And you shiver when the cold wind blows little girl, little girl, what have i done thats made you treat me so You've caused me to weep, you've caused me to mourn You've caused me to leave my home

Let her go, let her go, God bless her She's mine everywhere she may be She may ramble this wide world all over But she'll never find a friend like me I went to church last Sunday I saw my old love there And I knew her mind was a'changin' From the way

Alabama your beautiful sunlight your fields are so recent potatoes and corn Alabama your crimson red clover all mingle around the old place I was born Alabama your hills and your valleys your creeks sing with laughter as onward they flow Alabama so s

It was on one cold winter night When the wind blew across the wild moor When Mary came wandering home with her child Till she came to her own father's door Father, dear father, she cried Come down and open the door Or the child in my arms, will peris

I met a liitle girl in Knoxville, a town we all know well, And every Sunday evening, out in her home I'd dwell, We went to take an evening walk about a mile from town, I picked a stick up off the ground and knocked that fair girl down. She fell down

Kentucky you are the dearest land outside of Heaven to me Kentucky your laurels and your red bud trees When I die I want to rest upon your graceful mountain so high Kentucky that is where God will look for me Kentucky I miss the voices singing in the