He came into town in the early springtime   To work with my daddy down in the mines   It was hot in the summer when he said goodbye   And he left me a secret I can no longer hide   Now the only thing here that is welcoming me   Is a cold rainy morning, and a Greyhound bus seat   He just had to come back and try to explain   Cry for your daughter, Appalachian rain      Mountains of sorrow, mountains of pain   You'll never give for my baby a name   My family's honor took it away   Cry for your daughter, Appalachian rain      I was washed in the blood of the river you filled   Now the sound of a shotgun rings through the hills   And the blood of her father runs through its veins   Cry for your daughter, Appalachian rain      Mountains of sorrow, mountains of pain   You'll never give for my baby a name   My family's honor took it away   Cry for your daughter, Appalachian rain      Tears in the hollow, tears of my shame   Cry for your daughter, Appalachian rain