In the Pines

In the pines,

in the pines where the sun never

shines, you'll shiver when the cold wind

blows. There's a grave in the

pines where the sun never shines.

There's a

grave that's shaded with the pines.

My true love lies in a narrow

grave in the pines where the sun never

shines. She snow lies deep

on my true lover's grave in the pines,

in the

pines, in the pines.

[guitar music] We used to sat and tell

of our love in the pines where the sun

never

shines. But now she's gone

like the turtle dove in the pines, in the

pines, in the pines. That

icy grave that lies on the hill,

I know she's cold and

fair. I loved her dearer than all this

world, for there never was one so

fair.

I'm an old-time rounder who's done gone

down. This life is blank to

me.

For the only one I

ever loved was taken away from

me.

I have my friends, I have my

foes, but life to me is

blind. She's sleeping now

in a cold, dark grave in the pines, in the

pines, in the

pines.

[guitar music] I'm going away, but I won't

come back on a lonesome railroad

line. But I can't forget

that sweet little girl who sleeps in

the pines, in the pines