Red River Valley
MORGAN, STROMBERG, TRADITIONAL
From this valley they say you are going.
We will miss your bright eyes and sweet smile.
For they say you are taking the sunshine.
That has brightened our pathways awhile.
Come and sit by my side, if you love me.
Do not hasten to bid me adieu.
Just remember the Red River Valley
And the cowboy who loved you so true.
Won't you think of the valley you're leaving?
O how lonely, how sad I will be.
O think of the found heart you're breaking
And the grief you are causing to me.