Deep Henderson
Words and Music by Fred Rose
Verse: Yesterday I happened by a wonderful sign
Advertising something 'bout that home town of mine.
Right away I started in a-picturin' those sunny southern views, of Henderson.
There's no use disguising what I've got on my mind.
Now I'm realizing there's just one way to find
Something that can cure me of the deepest of the lowest kind of blues.
Chorus Deep___er than the river in the early spring,
That's the kind of weary blues I sing.
How I wish that I was born with wings! (I'd really do a swallow.)
Night___ is closing 'round my weather beaten soul,
Darker than the blackest kind of coal.
Gloom has got me under his control, Got me in his goal.
I've got a feelin' stealin' through my brain,
I won't be happy 'till I'm home again. Henderson!
There's___ the only place I really want to be.
Mighty plain for anyone to see
Blues have made an awful wreck of me.
Interlude
I've got a feelin' stealin' through my brain,
I won't be happy 'till I'm home again. Henderson!
There's___ the only place I really want to be.
Mighty plain for anyone to see
Blues have made an awful wreck of me.
Deep Hen-der-son!

Deep Henderson — Performed by Bill Edwards
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