Appalachian Troubadour

Appalachian Troubadour, what are you waiting for?
Saddle up your horse and ride, don’t stop until daylight
I know the times’ been tough, know you’ve seen better days
I know you’ve poured yourself out into a broken vase
Don’t grow weary, keep the faith, The Lord takes care of his saints

All you gotta do is keep your head up, friend
And you will find love again

Floyd County Romeo, she might be at your show
Here to listen to your songs, it might not be long
Til the winds of change start to blow your way
Til the sun comes out on a rainy day
Or it might be longer still, either way, I know it will

All you gotta do is keep your head up, friend
And you will find love again

No, you can’t be dwelling on the past
Or the things you did or didn’t say
I think it’s probably you who said it best,
”Ah, she would never have it that way”

All you gotta do is keep your head up, friend
And you will find love again
All you gotta do is keep your head up, friend
And you will find love again

Written by Jordan Allen, Daddy Bellwether Publishing