Doyle Lawson & Quicksilver Follow

She lived on the trail that winded by the river and thru the pines
Her memory will never fade away,
Of all the treasures in the world, diamonds, ruby's, gold and pearls,
None are like my little mountain girl.
Cho:They say time passes slowly way up in the mountains,
Brother I can tell you that it's true, true blue,
Like the heart of a little mountain girl.

I can't forget the days gone by, running, laughing, sometimes crying,
Hoping that our dreams would never end,
If time would let we walk right back, thru the pines trees to the shack,
How I'd love to see that girls again.
Cho:

Now if and when I'm old and grey and life has nearly passed away,
I can see my race is almost run,
And if I had one last request, I'd pray some boys heart be blessed,
God may there always be mountain girls.
Cho: