Smoky Mountain memories bout’ 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
Plays 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
(Talkin’ bout’ my)
Smokey Mountain memories pretty girls in Tennessee
I was such a fool to leave leave her all alone
Think about her in my dreams wonder if she thinks of me
I’ll always hold her close to me in my smoky Mountain memories
So mister play your fiddle please play some mountain memories
I been down a lonely road so far 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 smoky Mountain memories
Smoky 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 Smoky Mountain memories
[1] Smoky Mountain memories [6m] bout’ my home in Tennessee
[4] Yesterday keeps calling me [5] calling me home
[1] Mountains rising in my soul [6m] higher than the dreams I’ve known
[4] Misty eyed they cling to me my [5] Smokey Mountain memor-[1]-ies
An old gray man with a dog asleep at his feet
Plays 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
(Talkin’ bout’ my)
Smokey Mountain memories pretty girls in Tennessee
I was such a fool to leave leave her all alone
Think about her in my dreams wonder if she thinks of me
I’ll always hold her close to me in my smoky Mountain memories
So mister play your fiddle please play some mountain memories
I been down a lonely road so far 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 smoky Mountain memories
Smoky 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 Smoky Mountain memories
| Songwriter(s): |
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Earl Thomas Conley |
Dick Heard |
| Band/Artist: |
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Larry Sparks and the Lonesome Ramblers |