Sung by: W.P. Burke
Recorded in Heber Springs, AR, 7/16/53

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On a morning bright and clear
To my old home I grew near,
Just a village down in sunny Tennessee.
I was speeding on a train
That would bring me back again
To my sweetheart, who was waiting there for me.

It was but a few short years
Since I kissed away her tears,
And left her by my dear old mother's side.
And each day we've been apart
She drew nearer to my heart,
Ever since the day I asked her to be my bride.

Chorus: We could hear those darkies singing
As she said farewell to me;
Far across the fields of cotton
My old homestead I could see.
As the moon rose in its glory,
There I told life's sweetest story
To the girl I loved in sunny Tennessee.

Oh, when the train drew up at last,
Over me old scenes had passed,
As I kissed Mother at the station door.
As old friends gathered 'round,
Tears on every face I found,
And I missed the one that I'd been longing for.

Oh, when I whispered, "Mother, dear,
Where is Mary? She's not here."
All the world seemed sad, and darkness come to me.
For she pointed to a spot
In the churchyard's little lot;
There my sweetheart sleeps in sunny Tennessee.


Also found in Randolph, Vol. IV, #810, "The Girl I Love in Sunny Tennessee."

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