Intro: verse 1 Smokey Mountain memories, 'Bout my home in Tennessee. Yesterday keeps calling me, Calling me back home. Mountains rising in my soul, Higher than the dreams I've known. Misty-eyed, they cling to me in my Smokey Mountains memories. An old gray man with a dog, Asleep at his feet, Played a worn out fiddle full of melodies. He smiled with his eyes, But the lines on his face, Told me more than the tunes he played. verse 2 Talking about my Smokey Mountain memories, Pretty girl in Tennessee. I was such a fool to leave, Leave her all alone. Think about her in my dreams; Wonder if she thinks of me. Always, ever close to me in my Smokey Mountain memories. An old gray man with a dog, Asleep at his feet, Played a worn out fiddle full of melodies. He smiled with his eyes, But the lines on his face, Told me more than the tunes he played. verse 3 Mister, play your fiddle, please. Play some mountain melodies. I've been down this Lonesome Road, So far from home. Nothing left to hold onto. Made some plans, - but they fell through. Now, there's nothing left for me but my Smokey Mountain memories. verse 4 Talking about my Smokey Mountain memories, 'Bout my home in Tennessee. Yesterday keeps calling me, Calling me back home. Mountains rising in my soul, Higher than the dreams I've known. Misty-eyed, they cling to me in my Smokey Mountains memories. Outro Misty-eyed, they cling to me in my Smokey Mountains memories.
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