Song Description

Sentimental blue grasslook at the oldest profession, and lost loves

Lyrics

Miss Ophelia Blue
Words and Music David Smith
Copyright 2003

1st Vs.
At the rivers bend just south of old Saint Joe
Was an old Tin shack where the traders Go
They'd go to dance and drink whiskey too
But most of all to see miss Ophelia Blue

2nd Vs.
With her soft white skin and her golden hair
When you were in her arms you didn't have a care
She'd take your heart and your money too
But you'd still come back for miss Ophelia Blue

3rd Vs.
And then one year the river rose so high
The old shack was gone and Miss Ophelia Died
And the men all cried what we gonna do
without the love of miss Ophelia Blue

4th Vs.
Now the years gone by and the floods all gone
In the whisperin' wind I hear a sad old song
And the river flows so black and true
with the tears the cry for miss Ophelia Blue