smokey mountain memories 'bout my home in tennessee
yesterday keeps callin' me callin' me hooooome
mountains rising in my soul
higher than the dreams i've known
misty eyed they cling to me my
smokey mountain memories
an old gray man with a dog asleep at his feet
plays a worn out fiddle full of melodies
he smiles with his eyes but the lines on his face
told me as much as the tunes he played
i'm talkin' bout my smokey mountain memories
pretty girl from tennessee
i was such a fool to leave
leave her all alooooone
i think about her in my dreams
i wonder if she thinks of me
i'll always hold her close to me in my
smokey mountain memories
fiddle solo
so mister play your fiddle please
play some mountain melodies
i've been down a lonely road
so far from hooooome
nothing left to hold on to
i made some plans but they fell through
now there's nothing left for me but my
smokey mountain memories
repeat chorus 1 and fade