| C/G | F | C/G | |
| The name she gave | was Caroline |
| F | C/G | |
| The daughter of a | miner |
| F | |
| And her | ways were free |
| C/G | C/C# | Am | |
| And it | seemed | to me |
| G | F | C/G | |
| That the | sunshine walked be | side her |
| She come from Spencer, across the hill |
| She said her 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 seekin' favors |
| For a dime a day |
| And a place to stay |
| She turn those hands to labor |
| Well times were hard and, lord, jobs were few |
| All through Tecumseh Valley |
| But she asked around |
| And a job she found |
| Tending bar at Gypsy Sally's |
| Well she saved enough to get back home |
| When spring replaced the winter |
| But her dreams were denied |
| Her pa had died |
| The word came down from Spencer. |
| Well she took to walking out in the streets |
| With all the grief inside her |
| And it was many a man |
| Who returned again |
| To walk that road 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 |
| The name she gave was Caroline |
| The daughter of a miner |
| And her ways were free |
| And it seemed to me |
| That the sunshine walked beside her |
| C/G 3-3-2-0-1-0 |
| F | 1-3-3-2-1-1 | |
| G | 3-2-0-0-0-3 |
| Am 0-0-2-2-1-0 |