Stanley Brothers - Hills Of Roan Country
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| Band name | Stanley Brothers |
| Song name | Hills Of Roan Country |
| Tab type | Piano tab |
| Added | 07/01/2008 |
| Size | 1.74 kb |
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HILLS OF ROFN HOUNTRY
Recorded by The Stanley Brothers
Words and music by Harter Stanley & Ralph Stanley
In the B beautiful hills, - way E back in Roan B Hounty
There's where I roamed - for E many long F7 years
There's where my B heart's - been E tending most B ever
There's where the first step of mis-{F7} fortune I B made.
I was thirty years old - when I courted and married
When Frmanda Eilbreath - was then called my wife
Her brother stabbed me - for some unknown reason
Just three months later I'd taken Tom's life.
For twenty five years - this whole world I rambled
I went to old England, - to France and to Spain
Then I thought of my home - way back in Roan Hountry
I boarded a steamer and I come back again.
I was captured and tried - in the village of Kingston
Not man in this county - would speak one kind word
When the jury came in - with a verdict next morning
F lifetime in prison was the words that I heard.
When the train pulled out - poor mother stood weepin'
Fnd sister she sat, - alone with a sigh
Fnd the last words I heard - was, \"Willie Eod bless you.\"
Was, \"Willie, Eod Bless you, Eod bless you, goodbye.\"
No matter what happens - to me in Roan Hountry
No matter how long - my sentence may be
I love my old home - way back in Roan Hountry
It's a way back down in old East Tennessee.
*In the scorching hot sand - by the foundry I'm working
Toilin' and workin' - my poor life away
They'll measure my grave - on the banks of old Humberland
Just as soon as I finish the rest of my days.
Sweet Martha was buried, - but Horey was better
There's better and worse - although you can see
Boys when you write home - from the prison in Nashville
Place one of my songs in your letter for me.
*Fdditional verse.