The Folk Singer......Merle Kilgore.
He used to sing his songs to his Sarah Jane The folk singer. His songs filled with love made the mountains ring To the folk singer. At first Sarah Jane was to be his bride, But as his fame gained she was pushed aside Sweet mountain girl would say goodbye To the folk singer.
He let his hair grow long and he dressed in style The folk singer. His voice was pure and the fans went wild For the folk singer. He said Sarah Jane was much too plain So he left her alone as he gained more fame But sorrow come like a mountain rain To the folk singer.
Lavished in glory,fortune at his feet The folk singer Awoke one morning and he couldn't speak The folk singer The doctor said his singing days were through Thousands wept,Sarah Jane did too He could not sing,now his friends were few The folk singer.
Sick at heart in the mountains again The folk singer Now Sarah Jane didn't look so plain To the folk singer. Now the power of love can do strange things 'Cos love has made him sing again Only now he sings for his Sarah Jane The folk singer. And once again the mountains ring To the folk singer.....the folk singer...
Song recorded by Tommy Roe 1963 on HMV pop1138 (I've still got this on a single) Greetings John.
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