An Appalachian Girl...Zina Mae

 

 

 

 

Zina Mae, your gray skies are gone

And you have gone Home

Zina Mae, your gray skies turned blue

Oh how I miss you

 

In the morning, you would wake up a hummin'

Had a ray of sunshine beamin' in your eye

You'd look at me and tell me I could do anything...

I could do anything I wanted, if I try

 

Zina Mae, your gray skies are gone

And you have gone Home

Zina Mae, your gray skies turned blue

Oh how we all miss you