Abbs Valley Tales

Down in the hollow where the cold mist clings

Abbs Valley wakes to the wind in the pines

Old limestone chimneys and rusted-out rings

Marking the borders of forgotten lines

My grandfather worked

where the dark coal lies

Deep in the ridges

that shut out the sun

He carried the mountain right under his eyes

And prayed for the valley

when daylight was done

Oh, Abbs Valley, keep me safe in your arms

Shielded by ridges and stone (keep me safe) Through the hard winters

and seasonal storms You're the only home I've known

Now the modern world rushes right past the gate

Leaving the silence to settle like snow

But the roots in this clay are too deep for that fate

We guard what we love

in the valley below

Oh, Abbs Valley, keep me safe in your arms

Shielded by ridges and stone (keep me safe) Through the hard winters

and seasonal storms You're the only

home I've known

In the valley below

(ooh, the valley below) Where the

cold

waters flow