(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…
