Recorded by Hank Williams, Sr.
Written by Fred Rose and Hank Williams, Sr.
There`s a [C] singin` waterfall
In the [F] mountains far a-[C] way
That`s where I long to be
At the [D7] close of Ev`ry [G7] day
That`s [C] where my sweetheart`s sleepin`
[F] Down beneath the [C] clay
I [F] often sit and [C] wonder
Why the [G7] Lord took her a-[C] way.
We`d meet there ev`ry Ev`nin`
When the [F] Sun was sinkin` [C] low
And we`d listen to the waters
As they [D7] rippled soft and [G7] low
And [C] since she`s gone to Heaven
I [F] miss her most of [C] all
To-[F] night my darlin`s [C] sleepin`
By the [G7] singin` water-[C] fall.
Last night as I lay dreamin`
I heard my darlin` call
And then I went to meet her
By the singin` waterfall
She took me in her arms
Just like she used to do
And then I heard her whisper
We`ll meet beyond the blue.