Luyện nghe bài hát Bluegrass Widow

Its been five years come autumn, she remembers well the day
The day the got him, and took him far away
Far away from always knowing that the love they shared was
Far the fiddlers bowing, the grass forever blue

It was in the of winter when her man first caught the chill
And he said he the angels singing Cabin on the Hill
Through the springtime he was groaning The times are past and gone
By the summer she was Old lover please come home

Now she stands out in the midnight in the moonlight all
She prays to Carter Stanley Wont you please tell Bill
Rather be in some dark hollow or some deep shady grove
Than to be a widow

Spoken word
I started listening to bluegrass music in Bryan Duckworths red 1970 Ford Maverick.
Had an track tape deck and an eight track tape of Bill Monroes Greatest Hits.
We used to skip second period chemistry and go over to the Shamrock station across the street from the high school and get a case of Pride beer.
it on my dads credit card and get em to write it up as oil so dad never knew the difference.
Then wed ride around and drink Texas Pride, to Bill Monroe.
we got to be bluegrass experts.
And wed in another Shamrock station and get another Texas Pride case, drink that and listen to the Stanley Brothers and then wed go get a tape of Jim and Jesse and it was on to the Kentucky Colonels and Mack Wiseman and the New Grass Revival, Peter Rowan, and finally I got the brilliant idea one day to take all the greatest bluegrass song titles in the world and string em together to make this song right here,
The Widow.
Quite possibly the worst song ever written.

I did in tribute to the Front Porch Boys, which was a bluegrass band I was in in College Station, Texas.
We were a little four piece band, we weddings and parties and out on the porch and beer joints and one weekend on a handful of cheap amphetamines, we decided to go to Crockett, Texas.
We entered the International Bluegrass Band Competition and second place.
We could play than anybody in the competition.
The other two bands took and third, respectively.
I met some friends and went off into the separated from the Front Porch Boys and met back up with them in the cold, gray light of dawn, as the bluegrass songs say.
They were standing underneath a giant pine tree there in Crockett singing the rudest, most grotesque, nastiest bluegrass songs ever heard in your life.
Im talking about the kind of where not only is the character in the song dead by the end of the song, but hes been dismembered as well.
And the Front Porch Boys stopped and looked up at me just long to say, Were taking bluegrass music where its never been before.
And were not taking you with us cuz you dont that high and lonesome sound that bluegrass music requires. Well, Im not one to fight failure. I packed up my stuff and left.
The Front Porch Boys broke up days later when they realized I owned the PA system.

Will you miss me when Im gone? his final words to her
Darlin think of what youve done, replied his Knoxville girl
And the leaves had started turning his mind began to fail
Then he down in a breakdown, now she wears a long black veil.

And she stands out in the midnight in the moonlight all
She prays to Carter Stanley Wont you tell Bill Monroe
Rather be in dark hollow or some dark deep shady grove
to be a bluegrass widow

And she stands out in the midnight in the all aglow
She to Carter Stanley Wont you please tell Bill Monroe
Rather be in some dark hollow or some deep shady grove
to be a bluegrass widow