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I am leaving the following information for now...so the links may help anyone who needs assistance and finds this page: I have updated the songs so that they may be purchased. Each one has a base price of 99 cents. However, if you wish to donate more, you can set your own price during checkout. 100% of the money will go to Dolly Parton's charity, My People Fund. Update: Dolly has allocated and given out the funds from her project, and is now referring all donations to Mountain Tough. Click on Mountain Tough to learn more. We will also forward donations their way. Thank you. #PrayersForGatlinburg #SmokyMtnStrong
Down the Old Road
Oh, won’t you come to Tennessee
Though I may not be the same
One night the wind took hold of me
And I fought the damning flames
But I will sit here by this creek
And if I allow my eyes to close
I’ll remember the way it was
The way the old road goes
There is a mountain that I know
Down the old road.....
And the creek flows as it goes
Down the old road...
And the trees whisper my name
Though I may never be the same
After I take a walk
Down the old road...
The bridges have been burned
But the faces still remain
They’ve been my neighbors
Through the fire and rain
It’s an old road I’ve known
I’ve walked it all my years
But today has been the first
I’ve ever walked it in tears
There is a mountain that I know
Down the old road.....
And the creek flows as it goes
Down the old road...
And the trees whisper my name
Though I may never be the same
After I take a walk
Down the old road...
Granddaddy was raised up
In Little Greenbrier
I wonder what he’ld say
About all these fires
I can imagine a tear
Falling from his eye
And he was not the sort of man
Who would up and cry
There is a mountain that I know
Down the old road.....
And the creek flows as it goes
Down the old road...
And the trees whisper my name
Though I may never be the same
After I take a walk
Down the old road...
©November 2016 Beth Sutton/Sutton Aquarius