Bluegrass - Ian Munsick

Bluegrass

Ian Munsick

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She rolled out, I rolled one up

She moved on, and I'm still stuck

Where the porch don't swing, and time don't fly

She's down the road, and I'm here high

Smokin' Bluegrass on a friday night

Same ole stoned alone

Blowin' smoke rings in the pale moonlight

She ain't the only one gone

Her wheels keep turning, I keep burning

Lit like a flame on a match

Turnin' new shades of never coming back

Smokin' Bluegrass

Like Bill Monroe, I'm in the pines again

High and Lonesome I got Scruggs on 10

Since she took off for them greener pastures

My eyes stay red while I'm trying to get past her

Smokin' Bluegrass on a friday night

Same ole stoned alone

Blowin' smoke rings in the pale moonlight

She ain't the only one gone

Her wheels keep turning, I keep burning

Lit like a flame on a match

Turnin new shades of never coming back

Smokin' Bluegrass

Smokin' Bluegrass

There's a clear skies above them clouds

So I'm gettin till the good runs out

Smokin' Bluegrass on a friday night

Same ole stoned alone

Blowin' smoke rings in the pale moonlight

She ain't the only one gone

Her wheels keep turning, I keep burning

Lit like a flame on a match

Turnin new shades of never coming back

Smokin' Bluegrass

Smokin' Bluegrass

- It's already the end -