Down In The Valley
LIZ ROSE, JESS LEARY, MORGANE HAYES
IF MY FEET COULD WALK DOWN THAT OLD DIRT ROAD I WOULD FOLLOW WHERE IT GOES DOWN IN THE VALLEY WHERE THE WARM WIND BLOWS WHEN ALL PEACE IS LOST AND MY HEAD HANGS LOW THERE'S A LONGING THAT CALLS ME HOME DOWN IN THE VALLEY WHERE THE DOGWOOD GROWS AND I CARRY SOME COMFORT WITH ME ANYWHERE I GO AND I KEEP IT CLOSE AND IT FEEDS MY SOUL TO BE DOWN IN THE VALLEY WHERE THE RIVER FLOWS THERE'S A STILL SMALL VOICE ONLY MY HEART KNOWS I HEAR IT CALLING CALLING ME HOME DOWN IN THE VALLEY WHERE THE WARM WIND BLOWS DOWN IN THE VALLEY WHERE I CALL MY HOME SWEET HOME DOWN IN THE VALLEY WHERE THE RIVER FLOWS