Dwight Yoakam - Floyd County Lyrics
(dwight yoakam)Chorus:Its a sad day in floyd county, mr. jonesYeah, the grief is strong for the man thats goneAnd at the grave his woman cries and she moanscause its a sad day in floyd county, mr. jonesThe six children he raised are all weepinFor this soft-spoken mountain manWho fed them with the money he earned in those black minesAnd the food he could raise with his handsChorus:Its a sad day in floyd county, mr. jonesYeah, the grief is strong for the man thats goneAnd at the grave his woman cries and she moanscause its a sad day in floyd county, mr. jonesThough the world knew nothing of his wisdomOr the honest and simple things he didTheres some folks cryin on this hillside todayThat know about the humble way he livedChorus:Its a sad day in floyd county, mr. jonesYeah, the grief is strong for the man thats goneAnd at the grave his woman cries and she moanscause its a sad day in floyd county, mr. jonesNow this house in the holler stands emptyThough his presence in my memory is plainYou know Id swear that I just saw him walkin up that hillI guess this place just wont never be the sameChorus:Its a sad day in floyd county, mr. jonesYeah, the grief is strong for the man thats goneAnd at the grave his woman cries and she moanscause its a sad day in floyd county, mr. jones
