Tecumseh Valley - Nanci Griffith

The name she gave

Was caroline

Daughter of a miner

And her ways were free

And it seemed to me

The sunshine

Walked beside her

She came to spencer

Across the hill

She said her

Pa had sent her

'cause the coal was low

And soon the snow

Would turn the

Skies to winter

She said she's come

To look for work

She was not seeking favors

For a dime a day and a place to stay

She'd turn those hands to labor

But the times were hard lord and the jobs were

Few

All through tecumseh valley

But she asked around and a job she found

Tending bar at gypsy sally's

She saved enough to get back home

When spring replaced the winter

But her dreams were denied her pa had died

The word come down from spencer

So she turned a whorin' out on the streets

With all the lust inside her

And it was many a man returned again

To lay himself beside her

They found her down beneath the stairs

That led to gypsy sally's

In her hand when she died was a note that

Cried

Fare thee well tecumseh valley

The name she gave was caroline

Daughter of a miner

And her ways were free and it seemed to me

The sunshine walked beside her