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Dark Hollow
I’d rather be in some dark hollow,
Where the sun don’t ever shine.
Than to be all alone and knowin’ that you’re gone,
It would cause me to lose my mind.
Chorus:
So blow your whistle freight train,
Take me far on down the track.
I’m goin’ away, I’m leaving today,
I’m goin’ but I ain’t comin’ back.
I’d rather be in some dark hollow
Where the sun don’t ever shine.
Than to be in some big city,
In a small room with her on my mind. (Chorus)
Instruction on how to play this song can be found in Wayne Erbsen’s books: Bluegrass Jamming on Fiddle, Bluegrass Jamming on Mandolin and Bluegrass Jamming on Banjo.
