Floyd County

	  		
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It's a sad day in Floyd County Mr. Jones, 
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Yeah the grief is strong, 
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 For the man that's gone. 
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And at the grave his woman cries and she moans, 
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'Cause its a sad day in Floyd County, Mr. Jones. 

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The six children he raised are all weepin', 
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For this soft-spoken mountain man. 
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That fed 'em with the money he earned in those black mines, 
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And the food he could raise with his hands. 
                         
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'Cause it's a sad day in Floyd County Mr. Jones, 
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Yeah the grief is strong, 
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 For the man that's gone. 
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And at the grave his woman cries and she moans, 
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'Cause its a sad day in Floyd County, Mr. Jones. 

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Though the world knew nothing of his wisdom, 
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Or the honest and simple things he did. 
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There's some folks cryin' on this hillside today, 
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That know about the humble way he lived. 

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'Cause it's a sad day in Floyd County Mr. Jones, 
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Yeah the grief is strong, 
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 For the man that's gone. 
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And at the grave his woman cries and she moans, 
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'Cause its a sad day in Floyd County, Mr. Jones. 

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Now this house in the holler stands empty, 
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Though his presence in my memory is plain. 
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You know I'd swear that I just saw him walking up that hill, 
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I guess this place won't never be the same. 

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'Cause it's a sad day in Floyd County Mr. Jones, 
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Yeah the grief is strong, 
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 For the man that's gone. 
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And at the grave his woman cries and she moans, 
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'Cause its a sad day in Floyd County, Mr. Jones.