Lyrics
Tall as timber great-aunt Lizzie
Wrapped in rugs against the cold
Looking out across the mountain
To the valleys of my soul
And on the porch where Lizzie's rocking
Great-grandma Nannie comes and stands
Underneath her plain white apron
Holds my future in her hands
Murray women how you're with me
Soft as memory, strong as wood
In my face you are returning
Hear you singing in my blood
Now the years and all my memories
Flow like water by the bridge
I can see them in my mirror
Tall as trees along the ridge
And just like trees along the mountain
Through the years grow straight and tall
Till the place where they've been standing
Seems deserted when they fall
Murray women how you're with me
Soft as memory, strong as wood
In my face you are returning
Hear you singing in my blood
If you lose the one that loves you
Make a life that's all your own
Find a place no one can reach you
Turn your back and go back home
But if you find the one that loves you
And if you love the one you find
Be like sisters on the mountain
Branches touching, roots entwined
Murray women how you're with me
Soft as memory, strong as wood
In my face you are returning
Hear you singing in my blood