Answer to the Blue Velvet Band - Hank Snow

Well howdy boys, howdy, man, man it sure seems like a long time

since I last rode down this old trail.

How ya all anyhow?

Fellas, you see, I still have this old cigar box with me.

Yes Sir!

And better yet, all the boys out here at the R.K.

Ranch are singin'

a new song now.

Hope you like it because it’s my answer to The Blue Velvet Band.

It goes like this.

By and old willow tree in the churchyard

On the banks of the old Rio Grande

Lies a loved one who died broken hearted

She was known as the Blue Velvet Band

She was called by the angels up yonder

As the dew kissed the pale summer rose

As we stood there in silence, dishearted

These words to her lover did go Dear Jack, you mistrusted your darling

You said that my love wasn’t true

You’ve roamed o’er the wide open spaces

But my thoughts, they were always of you

Now, my last wish was once more to see you

But they say you’re in some foreign land

You’re forgiveness is in this last message

From your heartbroken Blue Velvet Band

Far away o’er the lone western prairie

Her message sped fast o’er the way

To the side of a bed where her cowboy

Was grieving his life fast away

Please grant a last wish, boys, and lay me Out West on that old Rio Grande

Neath that old willow tree in the churchyard

By my sweetheart, the Blue Velvet Band