Тексты песен Bill Monroe

It's mighty dark for me to travel For my sweetheart she is gone The road is rough and filled with gravel But I must journey on and on. To me she was a little angel Sent down to me from God above T'was

Plant some flowers by my graveside Just a little bunch of them Makes no difference what they are, dear Since your hand has planted them Darlin', when you pass the graveside You see my name there on a

I got me in bed and covered my head Wish I was dead with Sally Jo Sally Jo where did you go Sally Jo Since you have gone my days are turned to night Nothin' goes right Sally Jo Sally Jo where did you