Oh, come all you young people and listen while I tell
The fate of Floyd Collins, a lad we all knew well
His face was fair and handsome, his heart was true and brave
His body now lies sleeping in a lonely sandstone cave
His mother often warned him, "Don't go, my son, don't go
'Twould leave us broken-hearted if this should happen so"
Though Floyd would not listen to the oft' advice she gave
His body now lies sleeping in a lonely sandstone cave
How sad, how sad, this story, it filled my heart with tears
His memory still will linger, for a many, a many a year
A broken-hearted father who tried his boy to save
Well, now he tears with sorrow, besides that Floyd Collins cave
His mother often warned him, "Don't go, my son, don't go
'Twould leave us broken-hearted if this should happen so"
Though Floyd would not listen to the oft' advice she gave
His body now lies sleeping in a lonely sandstone cave
