(Alan Lomax - John Lomax)



From this valley they say you are going

We will miss your blue eyes and sweet smile

For they say you are taking the sunshine

That has brightened our path for a while.



Many hearts will be sad and so lonely

Many hearts will be sad and so blue

All the roses they bloom in this valley

Will be sad and missing you too.



Won't you think of the valley you're leaving

Oh how lonesome the valley will be

Oh think of the kind heart that you're breaking

And the grief that you're causing me...