Traditions and
Legends
...kissing
Tennessee girls can be a dangerous business. So, make sure you carry
a boot knife if you are determined to attend corn shuckings, kiss
Tennessee gals, and travel late at night.
- Frank Vance - |
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In an old country store, way back in the hills Sits a cast iron stove for winter's chills What tales you'd hear if this stove could speak Of life's daily toils on high mountain peaks.
As a youngster I'd sit by that stove so black Now memories flow in as my mind slips back Of the lonely folks who came by that store And told their tales of mountain lore.
Tales of love, revenge and hate Of births, death and the Pearly Gates You'd hear about honor, debts and pride Of moonshine stills and life's backward slide.
You'd hear about care for friends in need Of Sunday-go-to meetings and sinful greed Tales about lovers, and broken hearts Of winners, losers and lives torn apart.
Tales about winters, the snow and sleet Of Spring in the mountains and summer's heat You'd hear about fishing and country fairs Of snowslides, rockslides and killer bears.
You'd hear about ghosts with mournful shrieks Of lovers who leaped off frozen peaks All this and more is in its keep If only that cast iron stove could speak.
- Gracie E. Buck - |