Far away on a hill to sunny mountain side Many years ago we parted, my little Ruth and I From the sunny mountain side She clung to me and trembled when
I'm going down to the river of Jordan, oh, yes I'm going down to the river of Jordan some of these days, Hallelujah I'm going down to the river of Jordan
All my life I've wondered if what I done was wrong All I ever cared to do was ride my pony on I never had no heartache was always happy and gay Until
I was known as Blackie's gunman The best two gunman in the land I could shoot the ace of diamonds With a draw from either hand With the dice I had no
your home among the hills The pine trees stand alone near my old Virginia home And that silver hared mother of mine I can see her smiling face in that old familiar
The Carter family lived next door for almost 14 years With Gwen and I inseperatable from rag dolls through brassieres Then Gwen began to bore me with
This world is not my home, I'm just a-passing through My treasures and my hopes are all beyond the blue; Where many Christian children have gone on before
I'm going to take a trip in that old gospel ship I'm a-going far beyond the sky I'm gonna shout and sing til heaven rings When I hid this world goodbye
When death shall close these eye lids And this heart shall cease to beat And they lay me down to rest In some flowery bound retreat Will you miss me? (
Oh, listen to the train coming down the line Trying to make up all their lost time From Buffalo to Washington You can wash my jumper starch my overalls
Woke up this morning and I could not keep from crying Woke up this morning and I could not keep from crying My good gal left me with a troubling mind
I have heard of a land On the faraway strand There's a beautiful home of the soul Built for Jesus on high There we never shall die 'Tis a land where we
Just let me tell you how a liar will do He's always coming with something new He'll steal your heart with false pretense Making out like he's your bosom
I've got the lonesome homesick blues I've got them bad babe, down in my shoes I left someone there that I might lose That's why I've got these old homesick
There was a little ship and she sailed upon the sea And she went by the name of the Merry Golden Tree And she sailed upon the low and lonesome low And
Amid the Blue Ridge Mountains there lived a maiden fair Whose life was pure as heaven, whose heart was free from care She dreamed of love and romance
When death shall close these eyelids And this heart shall cease to beat And they lay me down to rest In some flowery bowery tree Will you miss me (miss
In a cold and cheerless garret In a room so dim, so lone In a frosty wintry silence There was heard a little moan And a little child is asking At the
