Floyd County Lyrics by Dwight Yoakam
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It's a sad day in Floyd County, Mr. Jones
Yeah, the grief is strong for the man that's gone
And at the grave his woman cries and she moans
'Cause it's a sad day in Floyd County, Mr. Jones

The six children he raised are all weepin'
For this soft-spoken mountain man
Who fed them with the money
he earned in those black mines
And the food he could raise with his hands

It's a sad day in Floyd County, Mr. Jones
Yeah, the grief is strong for the man that's gone
And at the grave his woman cries and she moans
'Cause it's a sad day in Floyd County, Mr. Jones

Though the world knew nothing of his wisdom
Or the honest and simple things he did
There's some folks cryin' on this hillside today
That know about the humble way he lived

It's a sad day in Floyd County, Mr. Jones
Yeah, the grief is strong for the man that's gone
And at the grave his woman cries and she moans
'Cause it's a sad day in Floyd County, Mr. Jones

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Now this house in the holler stands empty
Though his presence in my memory is plain
You know that I'd swear that
I just saw him walkin' up that hill
I guess this place just won't never be the same

It's a sad day in Floyd County, Mr. Jones
Yeah, the grief is strong for the man that's gone
And at the grave his woman cries and she moans
'Cause it's a sad day in Floyd County, Mr. Jones...
It's a sad day in Floyd County, Mr. Jones   Yeah, the grief is strong for the man that's gone   And at the grave his woman cries and she moans   'Cause it's a sad day in Floyd County, Mr. Jones      The six children he raised are all weepin'   For this soft-spoken mountain man   Who fed them with the money    he earned in those black mines   And the food he could raise with his hands      It's a sad day in Floyd County, Mr. Jones   Yeah, the grief is strong for the man that's gone   And at the grave his woman cries and she moans   'Cause it's a sad day in Floyd County, Mr. Jones      Though the world knew nothing of his wisdom   Or the honest and simple things he did   There's some folks cryin' on this hillside today   That know about the humble way he lived      It's a sad day in Floyd County, Mr. Jones   Yeah, the grief is strong for the man that's gone   And at the grave his woman cries and she moans   'Cause it's a sad day in Floyd County, Mr. Jones      Instrumental       Now this house in the holler stands empty   Though his presence in my memory is plain   You know that I'd swear that    I just saw him walkin' up that hill   I guess this place just won't never be the same      It's a sad day in Floyd County, Mr. Jones   Yeah, the grief is strong for the man that's gone   And at the grave his woman cries and she moans   'Cause it's a sad day in Floyd County, Mr. Jones...