Poor Helen Smith Lyrics & Chords By Norman Blake

Every day is a gamble, if you really want to make it through When you live on the side of the mountain, and the babies all need food I was the youngest one among us, I got sick and...read more

Some people say man is made out of mud A poor man's made out of muscle and blood Muscle and blood and skin and bone A mind that's a-weak and a back that's strong You...read more

I met my darlin' in the springtime When all the flowers were in bloom And like the flowers our love blossomed We married in the month of June Our love was like a burning...read more

Kiss me mother kiss your darlin'
Lay my head upon your breast
Throw your loving arms around me
I am weary let me rest Seems the light is swiftly fading
Brighter...read more

The sun hits the back of my neck through a crack in the window shade I blow it off I blow it off 'Cause I keep outside in the ears and eyes of friends I've never made So I...read more