Griffith nanci - Tecumseh valley

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    			TECUMSEH VALLEY
    
                  C               C  F        C
    		The name she gave was Caroline
                    F       F     C     C
    		Daughter of a miner
                            F         F           Em          Am
    		And her ways were free and it seemed to me
                    G           G         F        F      C     C
    		The sunshine walked beside her
    
    		She 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 winter
    
    		She said she'd come to look for work
    		She was not seeking favor
    		For a dime a day and a place to stay
    		She turned those hands to labor
    
    		But the times were hard, Lord, and the jobs were few
    		All through Tecumseh Valley
    		She'd ask around, and a job she found
    		Tendin' bar at Gypsy Sally's
    
    		She saved enough to get back home
    		And spring replaced the winter
    		But her dreams were denied, her Pa had died
    		The word come down from Spencer
    
    		So she turned to whorin' out on the streets
    		With all the lust inside her
    		And it was many a man returned again
    		To lay himself beside her
    
    		They found her down beneath the stairs
    		That led to Gypsy Sally's
    		And in her hand when she died was a note that cried
    		"Fare thee well, Tecumseh Valley".
    
    		-instrumental verse-
    
    		-repeat first verse-

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