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 			TECUMSEH VALLEY
 
               C               C  F        C
 		The name she gave was Caroline
                 F       F     C     C
 		Daughter of a miner
                         F         F           Em          Am
 		And her ways were free and it seemed to me
                 G           G         F        F      C     C
 		The sunshine walked beside her
 
 		She came from Spencer across the hill
 		She said her Pa had sent her
 		'Cause the coal was low and soon the snow
 		Would turn the skies to winter
 
 		She said she'd come to look for work
 		She was not seeking favor
 		For a dime a day and a place to stay
 		She turned those hands to labor
 
 		But the times were hard, Lord, and the jobs were few
 		All through Tecumseh Valley
 		She'd ask around, and a job she found
 		Tendin' bar at Gypsy Sally's
 
 		She saved enough to get back home
 		And spring replaced the winter
 		But her dreams were denied, her Pa had died
 		The word come down from Spencer
 
 		So she turned to whorin' out on the streets
 		With all the lust inside her
 		And it was many a man returned again
 		To lay himself beside her
 
 		They found her down beneath the stairs
 		That led to Gypsy Sally's
 		And in her hand when she died was a note that cried
 		"Fare thee well, Tecumseh Valley".
 
 		-instrumental verse-
 
 		-repeat first verse-