Lyrics Floyd County - Dwight Yoakam

Floyd County

Its a sad day in floyd county, mr.
jones
Yeah, the grief is strong for the man thats gone
And at the grave his woman cries and she moans
cause its a sad day in floyd county, mr.
jones
The six children he raised are all weepin
For this soft-spoken mountain man
Who fed them with the money he earned in those black mines
And the food he could raise with his hands
Its a sad day in floyd county, mr.
jones
Yeah, the grief is strong for the man thats gone
And at the grave his woman cries and she moans
cause its a sad day in floyd county, mr.
jones
Though the world knew nothing of his wisdom
Or the honest and simple things he did
Theres some folks cryin on this hillside today
That know about the humble way he lived
Its a sad day in floyd county, mr.
jones
Yeah, the grief is strong for the man thats gone
And at the grave his woman cries and she moans
cause its a sad day in floyd county, mr.
jones
Now this house in the holler stands empty
Though his presence in my memory is plain
You know Id swear that I just saw him walkin up that hill
I guess this place just wont never be the same
Its a sad day in floyd county, mr.
jones
Yeah, the grief is strong for the man thats gone
And at the grave his woman cries and she moans
cause its a sad day in floyd county, mr.
jones