Smokey Mountain Memories Lyrics - Earl Thomas Conley

Smokey Mountain memories 

About my home in Tennesse 

Yesterday keeps calling me, 

Calling me home 

Mountains rising in my soul 

Higher than the dreams I've known 

Misty eyed, they cling to me, my Smokey Mountain memories 

An old gray man with a dog asleep at his feet 

Played a worn out fiddle full of melodies, 

He smiled with his eyes but the lines on his face 

Told me as much as the tunes he played 

Talking about my... 

Smokey Mountain memories, 

Pretty girl from Tennessee 

I was such a fool to leave 

Leave her all alone 

Think about her in my dreams, 

Wonder if she thinks of me 

I'll always hold her close to me in my Smokey Mountain memories 

So mister play your fiddle please, play some mountain melodies, 

I been down a lonely road to far away from home 

Nothing left to hold on to, made some plans but they fell through 

Now there's nothing left for me but my Smokey Mountain memories