The name she gave was Caroline
A daughter of a miner
And her ways were free
It seemed to me
That sunshine walked beside herShe came from Spencer
Across the hill
She said her pa had sent her
'Cause the coal was low
And soon the snow
Would turn the skies to winterShe said she'd come
To look for work
She was not seeking favors
And for a dime a day
And a place to stay
She'd turn those hands to laborAh, but the times were hard, Lord
The jobs were few
All through Tecumseh valley
But she asked around
And a job she found
Tending bar at Gypsy Sally'sShe saved enough to get back home
When the spring replaced the winter
But her dreams were denied
Her pa had died
The word come down from SpencerShe took to whorin' out on the streets
With all the lust inside her
And many a man
Returned again
Just to lay himself beside herThey found her down beneath the stairs
That lead to Gypsy Sally's
In her hand when she died
Was a note that cried
"Fare thee well
Tecumseh Valley"
Songwriters
TOWNES VAN ZANDTPublished by
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