Smokey Mountain Memories

Smokey Mountain memories
 About my home in Tennessee
 Yesterday keeps calling me
 Calling me home
 Mountains rising in my soul
 Higher than the dreams I've known
 Misty eyed, they cling to me, my Smokey Mountain memories
 An old gray man with a dog asleep at his feet
 Played a worn out fiddle full of melodies
 He smiled with his eyes but the lines on his face
 Told me as much as the tunes he played
 Talking about my
 Smokey Mountain memories
 Pretty girl from Tennessee
 I was such a fool to leave
 Leave her all alone
 Think about her in my dreams
 I wonder if she thinks of me
 I'll always hold her close to me in my Smokey Mountain memories
 So mister play your fiddle please, play some mountain melodies
 I been down a lonely road so far away from home
 Nothing left to hold on to
 I made some plans but they fell through
 Now there's nothing left for me but my Smokey Mountain memories
 Smokey Mountain memories
 About my home in Tennessee
 Yesterday keeps calling me
 Calling me home
 Mountains rising in my soul
 Higher than the dreams I've known