Track byLester Flatt/Earl Scruggs
I'm going away for to leave you love I'm going away for a while But I'll return to you sometime If I go ten thousand miles The storms are on the ocean And the heavens may cease to be This world may lose it's motion love If I prove false to thee Oh who's gonna shoe your pretty little feet Who's gonna glove your little hand Who's gonna kiss your ruby red lips When I'm in a foreign land Oh see that lonesome turtledove As he flies from pine to pine He's a mourning for his own true love Just the way I mourn for mine