Lyrics:

2012Writers: Public Domain, Manfred Greissel.From this valley they say you are goingI shall miss your bright eyes and sweet smileThey say you''re taking the sunshineThat has brightened our pathway awhileCome and sit by my side if you love meDo not hasten to bid me adieuBut remember the Red River ValleyAnd the cowboy who loves you so trueBeen thinking a long time, my darlingOf those sweet words you never would sayNow, alas, all my fond hopes have vanishedThey say you are going awayShall the vowes of the past all be slightedBy a future of sorrow and painShall the vowes of the past all be blightedDon''t you think you might love me againCome and sit by my side if you love meDo not hasten to bid me adieuJust remember the Red River ValleyAnd the cowboy who loves you so trueThere was a hole called Red''s Saloon in old Lavaca townAnd there was an old piano there that was blisterred, marred, and brownAnd there was a man more battered stillTakin'' drinks for fees as he played all night from memory over the yellow keysWhirl of a wheel, slap of the cards, talk of lose and gainMixed with the sound of honey bees down the sunny laneGlimpses of a mother''s face, the touch of girlish lipsOften made you loose your place as you stacked your chipsAnd for days and days, you''d hum just one little scrap of tuneFunny place for music down in Red''s SaloonCome and sit by my side if you love meDo not hasten to bid me adieuJust remember the Red River ValleyAnd the cowboy who loves you so trueAnd the cowboy who loves you so trueWe must never let''em take this life awayOld stock routes belong to one and allDrovers, dreamers all agree, poets, aboriginesWe have a right to light a campfire on the roadWe have a right to light a campfire on the road