Recorded by Cowboy Copas
Writer: Louis Marshall Jones (aka Grandpa Jones)
[G-1] Nestled in the heart of the [C-4] Tennessee hills
[D7-57] Midst peaceful pines, midst the rocks and the [G-1] rills
There stands my old homestead of [C-4] long, long ago
[D7-57] It brings back fond memories of one I loved [G-1] so.
I courted a maiden so sweet and so fair
With heavenly eyes and with chestnut brown hair
She told me she loved me and said she'd be mine
But I went away leavin' her there behind.
I'll tell you the reason why I left her there
To roam this old world with its' sorrow and cares
I saw her one night in the arms of a man
Huggin' and kissin' as true lover's can.
I went to my home with a heart full of woe
I packed my belongings, determined to go
For many long years this old world I did roam
With thoughts of my darlin', my sweetheart, my home.
While dining one day in a little country town
A stranger walked in and he chanced to sit down
While talking of loved ones, I happened to find
That his sister was that old sweetheart of mine.
When he heard my story, to me then he said
"The one that you loved, has a long time been dead."
"She waited so long for the day you'd return,
And why you had left her, she never did learn."
Now I am the man, whom you saw that fatal night
Wrapped in the arms of my sister, so tight
She loved you so dearly, but you broke her heart
Poor stranger, from her, ever more you must part.
SOURCE: COWBOY COPAS-ALABAM'/GUSTO SK5-736