He used to sing his songs to his Sara Jane the folk singer His songs filled with love made the mountains ring the folk singer At first Sara Jane was to be his bride But as his fame grew she was pushed aside Sweet mountain girl would say goodbye to the folk singer He let his hair grown long and he dressed in style the folk singer His voice was pure and the fans went wild for the folk singer He said Sara Jane was much too plain So he left her alone as he gained more fame But sorrow will come like the mountain rain to the folk singer [ ac.guitar ] Lavished in glory fortune at his feet the folk singer Awoke one morning and he could not speak the folk singer The doctors said his singing days were through Thousands wept Sara Jane did too He couldn't sing now his friends were few the folk singer Sick at heart in the mountains again the folk singer Now Sara Jane didn't look so plain to the folk singer Ah the power of love can do strange things Cause love has made him sing again Now he sings for his Sara Jane the folk singer And once again the mountains ring to the folk singer the folk singer The folk singer the folk singer