This is another of my childhood memories from the Smokey Mountains: I was eight years old then--

Vic had a free hand with the Music--Vic I appreciate the co-write, it sounds like this one: came right out of those HILLS!


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SAWMILL RIDGE
©2017 Mackie Humphries & Vic Arnold
V1
Remember that train it passed by home,
through the mountain to the valleys below
with a lumber load from high above.
Spring and summer that sawmill buzzed.
V2
One August day the hills were quiet.
No whistle or smoke, we wondered why.
Rumors spread two workers died.
On Sawmill Ridge they were buried alive.
CH
No more train acoming round.
There'll be no more sawmill sounds.
Kinda sad for our small town
when Sawmill Ridge came tumbling down,
Tumbling down, tumbling do...own.
Inst. (as verse)
V3
People came from miles away
to see where tracks had once been laid,
two crosses marked where those men lay
and a caved in tunnel for their grave.
CH (repeat)
TAG
It's so sad for our small town
when Sawmill Ridge came tumbling down,
Tumbling down, tumbling down, tumbling down,
tumbling do...own. color:#993300]




Mackie