Written by Mel Street
Intro: F G C verse 1 C Am Smokey Mountain memories, 'Bout my home in Tennessee. F G Yesterday keeps calling me, Calling me back home. C Am Mountains rising in my soul, Higher than the dreams I've known. F G C Misty-eyed, they cling to me in my Smokey Mountains memories.verse 2 C Am Talking about my Smokey Mountain memories, Pretty girl in Tennessee. F G I was such a fool to leave, Leave her all alone. C Am Think about her in my dreams; Wonder if she thinks of me. F G C Always, ever close to me in my Smokey Mountain memories.C An old gray man with a dog, Asleep at his feet, Dm Am Played a worn out fiddle full of melodies. C He smiled with his eyes, But the lines on his face, Dm G C Told me more than the tunes he played.. verse 3 C Am Mister, play your fiddle, please. Play some mountain melodies. F G I've been down this Lonesome Road, So far from home. C Am Nothing left to hold onto. Made some plans, - but they fell through. F G C Now, there's nothing left for me but my Smokey Mountain memories. verse 4 C Am Talking about my Smokey Mountain memories, 'Bout my home in Tennessee. F G Yesterday keeps calling me, Calling me back home. C Am Mountains rising in my soul, Higher than the dreams I've known. F G C Misty-eyed, they cling to me in my Smokey Mountains memories. Outro F G C G C Misty-eyed, they cling to me in my Smokey Mountains memories.C An old gray man with a dog, Asleep at his feet, Dm Am Played a worn out fiddle full of melodies. C He smiled with his eyes, But the lines on his face, Dm G C Told me more than the tunes he played