Hear Doc Watson Play

I lost my mother when I was young
But I had Doc & Rosa Lee
I'd cry along to that vinyl record
When they sang "Your Long Journey"

If I had a gold watch & chain
I would pawn them any day
I'd walk across the Blue Ridge Mountains
To hear Doc Watson play
Just to hear Doc Watson play

The harder falls the early frost
The brighter shine the autumn leaves
The words of those we've loved & lost
Bring us comfort while we grieve

When our singing time is past
And all our best is left behind
The songs we loved will live & last
Like thoughts of spring in the wintertime

God's given us years of happiness here
Now we must part
And as the angels come & call for you
The pangs of grief tear at my heart
Oh my darling, my darling
My heart breaks as you take your long journey

words & music by Si Kahn.
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