From this valley they say you are going
We will miss your blue eyes and sweet smile
For they say you are taking the sunshine
that has brightened our pathway a while.
Many hearts will be sad and so lonely
Many hearts will be sad and so blue
All the roses that bloom in this valley
will be sad and missing you, too.
Won't you think of the valley you're leaving?
Oh, how lonesome the valley will be!
Oh, think of the kind heart that you're breaking,
and the grief that you're causing me.