Smoky Mountain High

I woke this mornin'
And saw tears fall from the sky.
The angels were a cryin'
Over the Smoky Mountain High,

And what did they see?

They saw I was a leavin',
A goin' home in the morn'.
You'd think the Angel of Mercy was a grievin'
As I was leavin' the Smoky Mountain High,
The place in which was born.

And what did I get? What did I do?

I turned around, went back in my cabin,
And God! You'd think the old lady though it was a sin!
So I put on my overalls,
Gave the baby back his toys,
As I decided to never wave goodbye again
To that beautiful Smoky Mountain High.