Recorded by hank williams, sr.
Written by fred rose and hank williams, sr.

Theres a [c] singin waterfall
In the [f] mountains far a-[c] way
Thats where I long to be
At the [d7] close of evry [g7] day
Thats [c] where my sweethearts sleepin
[f] down beneath the [c] clay
I [f] often sit and [c] wonder
Why the [g7] lord took her a-[c] way.

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Wed meet there evry evnin
When the [f] sun was sinkin [c] low
And wed listen to the waters
As they [d7] rippled soft and [g7] low
And [c] since shes gone to heaven
I [f] miss her most of [c] all
To-[f] night my darlins [c] sleepin
By the [g7] singin water-[c] fall.

Last night as I lay dreamin
I heard my darlin call
And then I went to meet her
By the singin waterfall
She took me in her arms
Just like she used to do
And then I heard her whisper
Well meet beyond the blue.

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