My troublinâ mind tonight is drifting
To a cottage far away
And as restless cattle wander
I can hear a sweet voice say
âYou are leaving, Jack, your darling
With lonesome broken heart
But Iâll wait in Lonesome Valley
Thoâ we may be far apart.â
Yes so well do I remember
Of the night we say goodbye
There were teardrops on your cheeks, dear,
As I left your loving side.
But when round up time is over
Whether skies are dark or fair
Iâll ride back to Lonesome Valley
For I know Iâll find you there.
You are my queen of Lonesome Valley
By your side I know no care
Nights out on the lonesome prairie
You have been my guiding star.
Soon my faithful paint Iâll saddle
And beneath the western sky
Iâll ride back to Lonesome Valley
And youâll be my blushing bride.
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- Miscellaneous
- The Singing Ranger Vol. 4
- Gospel Train
- When Tragedy Struck
- Hank Snow Sings Sacred Songs
- Country & Western Jamboree
- Old Doc Brown and Other Narrations by Hank Snow
- Hank Snow Salutes Jimmie Rodgers
- Country Classics
- Hank Snow Sings
- Legend Of Old Doc Brown
- Songs Of Tragedy
- Souvenirs
- Hello Love
- When My Blue Moon Turns To Gold
- The Jimmie Rodgers Story
- The Singing Ranger Vol. 3
- Hits Hits And More Hits
- Spanish Fire Ball And Other Great Hank Snow Stylin
- The Singing Ranger