The Girl On The Greenbriar Shore

'Twas in the year of '82,

In the springtime of the year,

I left my mother and a home so dear

All for that girl on the greenbriar shore.

My mother, she says, "Son, don't go.

Don't leave me here alone.

Don't leave your mother and a home so dear.

Never trust a girl on the greenbriar shore."

But I was young and reckless too,

And I craved a reckless life.

I left my mother and a home so dear

And I took that girl to be my wife.

Her hair was dark and curly too

And her lovin' eyes were blue;

Her cheeks were like the red red rose

That girl I loved from the greenbriar shore.

The years rolled on and the months rolled by;

She left me all alone.

Now I remember what my momma said,

"Never trust the girl on the greenbriar shore."