Mother's not dead, she's only a sleeping. Just patiently waiting for Jesus to come. The birds will be singing while mother is sleeping. They will sing o'er as the grave sinks away.
I can't answer her letter. For she left me no address. You should know, my little darling. You left my poor heart in distress. . I got a letter from my darling.
We were waltzing that night in Kentucky. Beneath the beautiful harvest moon. And I was the boy that was lucky. But it all ended too soon. As I sit here alone in the moonlight.
It's mighty dark for me to travel. For my sweetheart, she is gone. Road is rough and filled with gravel. But I must journey on and on. . To me she was a little angel.
Oh, I was lost in the darkness and I wandered astray. With no one to help me along on my way. Until I heard Jesus callin', sayin' come unto me. And I'm travelin' on and on.
Back in the days of my childhood. In the evening when everything was still. I used to sit and listen to the foxhounds. With my dad in the old Kentucky hills.
Back in the days of my childhood. In the evening when everything was still. I used to sit and listen to the foxhounds. With my dad in the old Kentucky hills.
I'm going back to old Kentucky. There to see my Linda Lou. I'm going back to old Kentucky. Where the skies are always blue. . When I left old Kentucky.
On Sunday, when the church bells start ringin'. They're ringin' for you and for me. Let's all kneel down at the altar. And pray that our souls might be free.
I'm begging to you and I want to go with you. You're breaking my heart as you say goodbye. I hope and I pray we'll soon be together. My heart is so full, it's hard not to cry.
You left me, my darling to travel alone. My heart is so lonely and blue. When friends ask about you why you're not around. How will I explain about you?.
On Saturday night when our work is done. We load our music up on the run. Heavy traffic ahead, heavy traffic ahead. We got to ramble, ramble, there's heavy traffic ahead.
Along about round-up time, in Texas way out West. I lost a friend and a pal, boys, I laid him down to rest. . I weeped and moaned over his grave and to me boys, it was sad.
We were waltzing that night in Kentucky. Beneath the beautiful harvest moon. And I was the boy that was lucky. But it all ended too soon. As I sit here alone in the moonlight.
The days are long, the nights are lonely. Since you left me all alone. I worried so, my little darlin'. I worried so since you've been gone. . Sweetheart of mine, can't you hear me callin'.
The days are long, the nights are lonely. Since you left me all alone. I worried so, my little darling. I worried so, since you've been gone. . Sweetheart of mine, can't you hear me calling?.