Oh, the roses haven't bloomed in People's Valley   And the old mill wheel we played on dosen't turn   And the brook still calls your name in People's Valley   But the mockin' birds won't sing till you return      You asked me if I'd wait until I heard from you   A year has passed and still there's not one word from you   Ya told me when the grass was green you'd come to me   I watch the trail and wait for you to ride to me      When you're driftin's done I'll be in People's Valley   In the meadow where the brook still calls your name