Tragic Romance - Carl Smith

Nestled in the heart of the Tennessee hills

There’s peaceful pines midst the rocks and the rills

There stands my old homestead of long, long ago

It brings back sweet memories of a girl I loved so

I’ll tell you the reason why I left her there

To roam this old world with its sorrow and cares

I saw her one night in the arms of a man

Hugging and kissing as true lovers can

I went to my home with a heart full of woe

Packed my belongings, determined to go

For many long years this old world I did roam

With thoughts of my sweetheart, my darling, my own

While dining one day in a little country town

A stranger walked in and he chanced to sit down

While talking of loved ones I happened to find

That his sister was that old sweetheart of mine

When he heard my story to me then he said

The one you left there has a long time been dead

She waited so long for the day you’d return

And while you had left her she never did learn