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Lonesome Valley

Written by Robbie Smith

Oh, say a prayer for me
I’m out in the hot sun workin’ in the quarry
I feel as low as a man can be
Down in the lonesome valley

Please say a prayer for me – simple and sweet
Take these shackles from my hands and feet
I miss my wife and my family
Down in the lonesome va-a-lley

Oh, please say a prayer for me – simple and sweet
Take these shackles from my hands and feet
I miss my wife and my family
Down in the lonesome va-a-lley

Oh, if only I’d stayed in memphis
Lord, if only I’d stayed in memphis
I could be earning my pay – a dollar a day –
Just working and minding my business
But I’m tired and lonesome – why did I ever come
Down to the lonesome valley?
Tired and lonesome – it gets so worrisome
Down in the lonesome valley…
Oh wo-woe, lord have mercy on me.

Please come and set me free
I’m out in the hot sun workin’ in the quarry
I’d rather be buried in tennessee
Than down in the lonesome valley

Oh, please come and set me free – I’m broken and I’m weak
Lord, the summer’s dying and the nights are bleak
And all I am is a memory
Down in the lonesome va-a-lley

All I am is a memo-o-ry…
A-way-way down in the lonesome va-a-lley