HARRY BRAISTED QUOTES

songwriter

If you want to win her hand,
Let the maiden understand
That she's not the only pebble on the beach.

HARRY BRAISTED

You're Not the Only Pebble on the Beach


She was bred in old Kentucky,
Where the meadow grass is blue,
There's the sunshine of the country,
In her face and manner too;
She was bred in old Kentucky,
Take her boy, you're mighty lucky,
When you marry a girl like Sue.

HARRY BRAISTED

She Was Bred In Old Kentucky


I just whispered mother dear where is Mary she's not here
All the world seemed dark and sadness came to me
She just pointed to the spot in that little church yard lot
Where my sweetheart sleeps in sunny Tennessee

HARRY BRAISTED

The Girl I Left in Sunny Tennessee