There's a sayin' in Smokey Hollow that no matter what path to follow

It will always lead you back wherever you roam

It's an easy kind of living but the ways are slow forgiving

And the folks in Smokey Hollow look at to their own

It was there I wandered one day and my heart told me I must stay

When I saw a girl with long black wavy hair

She stood so tall and slender her lips looked warm and tender

But she never let me know the pleasure there

In the evening when the sun went down and all was still

I could hear her as she came singing down the hill

And I listened till I couldn't stand the charming sound

So I hid there in the trees and struck her down



The years have passed in number I think it's tenth this summer

And I guess I've always known I couldn't win

Cause I've run till I'm tired of runnin' and I've hid till I'm tired of hidin'

And I'm almost glad it's come to an end

In the evening when the sun goes down and all is still

I'll be hanging like the smoke there between the hills

They're gonna make me pay for my sinful wrong

For the folks in Smokey Hollow look at to their own

Yeah the folks in Smokey Hollow look at to their own

For the folks in Smokey Hollow look at to their own