Luyện nghe bài hát Bluegrass Widow

Its been five years come this autumn, she remembers the day
The day the got him and took him far away
Far away from knowing that the love they shared was true
Far away the fiddlers bowing, the forever blue
It was in the dead of winter when her man first the chill
And he said he the angels singing, "Cabin on the Hill"
Through the springtime he was
"The good are past and gone"
By the summer she was moaning, "Old lover come home"

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

I started to bluegrass music
In Bryan Duckworths rust red 1970 Ford
Had an eight tape deck
And an track tape of Bill Monroes Greatest Hits
We used to skip second period
Go over to the station across the street
From the high school and get a of Texas Pride beer
Charge it on my dads card

And get em to write it up as oil so dad never the difference
Then wed ride and drink Texas Pride
Listen to Monroe, soon we got to be bluegrass experts
And wed stop in another Shamrock
And get another Texas Pride
that and listen to the Stanley Brothers
And then wed go get a tape of Jim and

And it was on to the Kentucky
And Mack Wiseman and the New Grass Revival, Rowan
And finally I got the brilliant one day
To all the greatest bluegrass song titles in the world
And string em together to make this right here
'The Bluegrass
Quite the worst bluegrass song ever written

I did this in tribute to the Front Boys
Which was a bluegrass band, I was in, in College Station,
We were a little four piece
We played weddings and parties and out on the porch and joints
And one weekend on a handful of cheap
We decided to go to Crockett,
We entered the Bluegrass Band Competition
And took second

We could play faster than anybody in the
The other two bands took and third, respectively
I met some friends and went off the night
Separated from the Front Porch Boys and met back up with
In the cold, light of dawn, as the bluegrass songs say
They were standing underneath a giant pine tree
In Crockett the rudest, most grotesque
Nastiest bluegrass you've ever heard in your life

Im talking the kind of song
not only is the character in the song
Dead by the end of the song but hes been dismembered as
And the Front Porch Boys
And looked up at me just long to say
"Were taking bluegrass music where its been before
And were not taking you us
Cuz you dont have high and lonesome sound
That bluegrass requires"

Well, Im not one to fight failure, I packed up my stuff and
The Porch Boys broke up three days later
When they realized I the PA system
"Will you me when Im gone?" were his final words to her
"Darlin think of what done," then replied his Knoxville girl
And the leaves had started turning when his mind to fail
Then he broke down in a breakdown, now she wears a long black

And she out in the midnight in the moonlight all aglow
She prays to Carter Stanley, "Wont you please Bill Monroe
Rather be in some dark hollow or some deep shady grove
Than to be a widow"

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