FRUiTY AGOUTi

The name she gave was caroline 
Daughter of a miner 
Her ways were free 
It seemed to me 
That sunshine walked beside her 


She came from spencer 
Across the hill 
She said her pa had sent her 
'cause the coal was low 
And soon the snow 
Would turn the skies to winter 


She said she'd come 
To look for work 
She was not seeking favors 
And for a dime a day 
And a place to stay 
She'd turn those hands to labor 


But the times were hard, lord, 
The jobs were few 
All through tecumseh valley 
But she asked around 
And a job she found 
Tending bar at gypsy sally's 


She saved enough to get back home 
When spring replaced the winter 
But her dreams were denied 
Her pa had died 
The word come down from spencer 


So she turned to whorin' out on the streets 
With all the lust inside her 
And it was many a man 
Returned again 
To lay himself beside her 


They found her down beneath the stairs 
That led to gypsy sally's 
In her hand when she died 
Was a note that cried 
Fare thee well... tecumseh valley 


The name she gave was caroline 
Daughter of a miner 
Her ways were free 
It seemed to me 
That sunshine walked beside her