Down in the Valley

Down in the valley,
Valley so low,
Hang your head over,
Hear the train blow.

Hear the train blow, love,
Hear the train blow,
Hang your head over,
Hear the train blow.

If you don't love me,
Love whom you please,
But throw your arms round me,
Give my heart ease.

Step right up to me,
Before it's too late.
Throw your arms round me,
Feel my heart break.

I'll write you a letter,
Only three lines:
"Answer my question,
Will you be mine?'

Go build me a castle,
Forty feet high,
So I can see you,
As you pass by.

Roses of sunshine,
Violets of dew,
Angels of heaven
Know I love you.

Bird in a cage, love,
Bird in a cage,
Dying for freedom,
But forever a slave.

Write me a letter,
Write it out plain,
And send it me care of
The Barbourville Jail.

Barbourville Jail, love,
Barbourville Jail,
And send it me care of
The Barbourville Jail.
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