Where the River Meets the Road

Little Annie

Little Annie (When The Springtime Comes Again) / A.P. Carter / APRS c/o Peer Music / BMI

Once more little Annie I must leave you
We shall part at the end of the lane
For you promised me little Annie
You’d be waiting when the springtime comes again

When the springtime comes o’er the mountains
And the wild flowers scatter o’er the plains
I shall watch for the leaves to return to the trees
And I’ll be waiting when the springtime comes again

When the sun shines down on the mountains
And the wild sheep wandering all alone
And the birds and the bees are a humming Read more »

Few Old Memories

Few Old Memories by Hazel J. Dickens / Happy Valley Music / BMI

Just a few old memories slipped in through my door
Though I thought I had closed it so tightly before
I can’t understand it, why it should bother my mind
For it all belongs to another place and time

Just a few old keepsakes way back on the shelf
Though they don’t mean nothin’, why I’m surprised they’re left
Just a few old love letters with their edges all brown
And an old faded picture I keep turned upside down

Just a few old memories goin’ way back in time Read more »

Windy Mountain

Windy Mountain by Curly Ray Cline / Unichappell Music Inc / BMI

Oh, how I’d like to be upon a windy mountain
Where the tree tops scrape the sky
Then I would forget all my worries and my troubles
I’ll just let the wind blow them by

How I love the sound of the wind when it’s howlin
Oh it blows my blues away
Makes me forget the girl that I’m lovin
Lets me forget until another day

How I’d like to be upon a windy mountain
Where the tree tops scrape the sky
There I would forget all my worries and my troubles
I’ll just let the wind blow them by Read more »

Drunkard's Grave

Drunkard’s Grave by Johnnie Bailes, Walter Bailes, Zeke Clements, Muriel Deason Wright / Sony/ ATV Acuff Rose Music / BMI

I once knew a man owned houses and land
Was wealthy, noble and brave
Whiskey, beer and gin, got the best of him
Now he lays in a drunkard’s grave

Oh how lonely oh how sad
Just to think of the strong drink they crave
And then in the end lose their dearest friend
And lay in a drunkard’s grave

He had a lovin wife, he loved her more than life
And his younger days he tried to save
Took his first drink for fun, you see what it has done Read more »

My Old Brown Coat and Me

My Old Brown Coat And Me / Traditional arrangement Doc Williams / Altoona Music

Oh, the moon is out, the stars are bright, the larks are singin' free
Come listen while I sing about my old brown coat and me
I lived upon my father's farm til I was twenty-one
I took a farm then of my own and a man's life begun

I fell in love with Mary Brade, her father owned a store
There never was a girl beloved so tenderly before
But Mary Brade was very proud and haughty as could be
She 'oft times said that she'd never wed my old brown coat and me Read more »

When the Mist Clears Away

When The Mist Clears Away by Larry Groce / Camp Run Publishing / ASCAP

The other morning at the sunrise
When the mist is on the hills and all around
I saw a beautiful grey haired woman
On the road as I drove into town
Well I pulled over and I asked her
If I could give her a lift upon her way
She said no thank you I’m almost home now
I’ll be alright when the mist clears away

Let the sunlight break through the darkness
And let the night turn to beautiful day
Don’t let the shadows turn into mountains
You’ll be all right when the mist clears away Read more »

Friday, Sunday's Coming

Friday, Sunday’s Coming by John Lilly / Beverly Lane Publishing / BMI

Well, they took Him and they hung Him up upon a tree,
With a crown of thorns on Calvary.
He lifted up His head just before He died,
“Forgive them, Father,” is what He cried, ‘cause

CHORUS
It’s Friday, Sunday’s coming,
It’s Friday, Sunday’s coming,
It’s Friday, Sunday’s coming,
Gonna rise up on that day.

Well, from that tree He went down to Hell,
And the things He suffered, no tongue can tell.
Spent three dark days and two lonely nights,
Then He stepped right out in the morning light, ‘cause Read more »

Guardian Angel

Guardian Angel by Tim O'Brien / No Bad Ham Music / ASCAP

I guess there’s no time when I can’t recall
That picture hanging up there on the wall
Of a little girl walking by a snake in the grass
And her guardian angel is guiding her past
I lost a big sister when the picture was new
Nineteen fifty-six just before I turned two
I took part of my memory, added stories and things
I made her my angel, she has her own wings
I made her my angel, she has her own wings

She would have held my hand, she would have called my name
Too young to remember I miss her the same Read more »

Where the River Meets the Road

Where the River Meets the Road by Tim O'Brien / No Bad Ham Music / ASCAP

I came here from Ireland by way of Baltimore
I rode the train one hundred miles and and I walked one hundred more
I could smell the smoke a-pourin’ off those iron mills
Before I even saw the town from the top of Wheeling hill

Where the river meets the road, where the river meets the road
On the eastern bank of the Ohio, where the river meets the road

They’ve grown this town by leaps and bounds
Since they built that Cumberland road
The railroad came in fifty-three and they’re pushin’ on I’m told Read more »

Grandma's Hands

Grandma’s Hands by Bill Withers / Interior Music Corp / BMI

Grandma’s hands clapped in church on Sunday morning
Grandma’s hands played a tambourine so well
Grandma’s hands used to issue out a warning
She’d say
Billy don’t you run so fast
Might fall on a piece of glass
Might be snakes there in that grass
Grandma’s hands

Grandma’s hands soothed a local unwed mother
Grandma’s hands used to ache sometimes and swell
Grandma’s hands used to lift her face and tell her, she’d say
Baby grandma understands
That you really love that man
Put yourself in Jesus’ hands
Grandma’s hands Read more »

 
 
by R & T