Stanley Brothers - Hills Of Roan Country
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| Band name | Stanley Brothers |
| Song name | Hills Of Roan Country |
| Tab type | Guitar tab |
| Added | 07/01/2008 |
| Size | 2.17 kb |
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# Date: 9/8/97; 1:18:24 AM From: ah827@rgfn.epcc.Edu (Gene L. Graham) Subject: HILLS OF ROAN COUNTY HILLS OF ROAN COUNTRY Recorded by The Stanley Brothers Words and music by Carter Stanley & Ralph Stanley In the [D] beautiful hills, - way [G] back in Roan [D] County There's where I roamed - for [E] many long [A7] years There's where my [D] heart's - been [G] tending most [D] ever There's where the first step of mis-[A7] fortune I [D] made. I was thirty years old - when I courted and married When Armanda Gilbreath - 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 Country 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 A lifetime in prison was the words that I heard. When the train pulled out - poor mother stood weepin' And sister she sat, - alone with a sigh And the last words I heard - was, "Willie God bless you." Was, "Willie, God Bless you, God bless you, goodbye." No matter what happens - to me in Roan Country No matter how long - my sentence may be I love my old home - way back in Roan Country 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 Cumberland Just as soon as I finish the rest of my days. Sweet Martha was buried, - but Corey 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. *Additional verse.