At the foot of the Tennessee hills
With the blue birds and blue bells
And blue mountain water
And the sound of the Blue Whippoorwill
But there was no peace in the valley
Her daddy, a cruel, ruthless man
Used and abused her mind and her body
So her mama said run while you can
So at fifteen she took to the highway
Belongings and guitar in hand
And she buried herself in her music
The one thing she did understand
And she sings like a bird and she writes like a poet
Her voice has that high, lonesome sound
She hurts, and her songs are the best way to show it
So the Blue Valley songbird keeps traveling around
She hopes someday she will make it
And everyone says that she will
When she comes to town, crowds flock around
To see the girl from the Tennessee hills
She writes her letter back home to her mama
In care of the preacher in town
They're sacred to her so she reads them at church
And so her daddy cannot track her down
And she sings like a bird and she cries like a baby
Whenever she turns off the lights
She's a whole lot lonesome and a little bit crazy
From mem'ries and miseries and dreams gone awry
Blue dress, blue shoes, a blue Cadillac
A band dressed in blue by her side
Instruments tied to the top and the back
'Cause the Blue Valley songbird is singing tonight
One nighters, honky tonks, years flying by
She never made it, but Lord knows she tries
Expressing the feelings she holds inside
And the Blue Valley songbird is singing tonight
Oh the Blue Valley songbird is singing tonight
And she sings like a bird and she writes like a poet
She was born in a place called Blue Valley At the foot of the Tennessee hills With the blue birds and blue bells And blue mountain water And the sound of the Blue Whippoorwill But there was no peace in the valley Her daddy, a cruel, ruthless man Used and abused her mind and her body So her mama said run while you can So at fifteen she took to the highway Belongings and guitar in hand And she buried herself in her music The one thing she did understand And she sings like a bird and she writes like a poet Her voice has that high, lonesome sound She hurts, and her songs are the best way to show it So the Blue Valley songbird keeps traveling around She hopes someday she will make it And everyone says that she will When she comes to town, crowds flock around To see the girl from the Tennessee hills She writes her letter back home to her mama In care of the preacher in town They're sacred to her so she reads them at church And so her daddy cannot track her down And she sings like a bird and she cries like a baby Whenever she turns off the lights She's a whole lot lonesome and a little bit crazy From mem'ries and miseries and dreams gone awry Blue dress, blue shoes, a blue Cadillac A band dressed in blue by her side Instruments tied to the top and the back 'Cause the Blue Valley songbird is singing tonight One nighters, honky tonks, years flying by She never made it, but Lord knows she tries Expressing the feelings she holds inside And the Blue Valley songbird is singing tonight Oh the Blue Valley songbird is singing tonight And she sings like a bird and she writes like a poet Explain Request ×
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