Well, the name she gave was Caroline
The daughter of a miner
And her ways were free and it seemed to me
That sunshine walked beside her

She come from Spencer across the hill
She said her pa had sent her
But the coal was low and soon the snow
Would turn the skies to winter

Well, she said she'd come to look for work
She was not seekin favors
And for a dime a day and a place to stay
She'd turn those hands to labor

But the times were hard, Lord, and the jobs were few
All through Tecumseh Valley
But she asked around and a job she found
Tending bar for Gypsy Sally

Well, she saved enough to get back home
When spring replaced the winter
But her dreams were denied, her pa had died
Ah, the word come down from Spencer

Well, she turned to whorin out on the streets
With all the lust inside her
It was many a man returned again
Ah, to lay himself beside her
They found her down beneath the stairs
That led to Gypsy Sally's
In her hand when she died was a note that cried
"Fare thee well, Tecumseh Valley"

Well, the name she gave was Caroline
The daughter of a miner
And her ways were free and it seemed to me
That sunshine walked beside her