On October 23rd, 1978 I lost a loved one and I confess, I cried In the joyous celebration of the lady and her music There were tears in the Holston River When Maybelle Carter died
Then walking down that river road I saw crystal tear-shaped droplets Silver beads of love sparklin' on the river side
And I'll just bet they turn to diamonds For the love that was behind 'em There were tears in the Holston River When Mother Maybelle died
Then on January eighth, nineteen seventy-nine We lost Sara Carter And the pain was multiplied
Down below that old Clinch Mountain We laid her at Mount Vernon There were tears in the Holston River When Sara Carter died
Then walking down that river road I saw crystal tear-shaped droplets Silver beads of love sparklin' in the riverside
And I'll just bet they turn to diamonds For the love that was behind 'em There were tears in the Holston River When Maybelle and Sara died
There were tears in the Holston River When Mother Maybelle and Sara Carter died