The name she gave was Caroline,
daughter of a miner,
And her ways were free and it seemed to me
The sunshine walked beside her.
She came to Spencer 'cross the hill.
She said he Pa had sent her,
'Cause the coal was low and soon the snow
Would turn the skies to winter.
She said she'd come to look for work,
She was not seeking favors,
But for a dime a day and a place to stay
She'd turn those hands to labor.
But the times were hard, Lord, the jobs were few
All through Tecumseh Valley,
But she asked around and a job she found
Tending bar for Gypsy Sally.
She saved enough to get back home
When spring replaced the winter,
But her dreams were denied; her pa had died.
The word come down from Spencer.
So she turned to whorin' out on the streets
With all the lust inside her,
And it was many a man returned again
To lay himself beside her.
They found her down beneath the stairs
That led to Gypsy Sally's,
And in her hand when she died
Was a note that cried,
"Fare thee well, Tecumseh Valley."
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