Luyện nghe bài hát The Bluegrass Widow

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

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

Now 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 dark deep shady
Than to be a widow

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I started listening to bluegrass music in Bryan Duckworths rust red 1970 Maverick.
Had an eight track tape and an eight track tape of Bill Monroes Greatest Hits.
We used to skip second period chemistry and go over to the Shamrock across the street from the high school and get a case of Texas Pride beer.
Charge it on my dads credit card and get em to write it up as oil so dad knew the difference.
Then wed ride around and drink Pride, listen to Bill Monroe.
Soon we got to be experts.
And wed stop in another Shamrock station and get another Texas 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 song right here,
The Bluegrass Widow. Quite possibly the bluegrass song ever written.

I did this in tribute to the Front Porch Boys, which was a bluegrass I was in in College Station, Texas.
We were a little four band, we played 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 and took second place.
We play faster than anybody in the competition.
The other two took first and third, respectively.
I met some friends and went off into the night separated from the Front Porch Boys and met back up with them in the cold, gray of dawn, as the bluegrass songs say.
They were standing underneath a giant pine there in Crockett singing the rudest, most grotesque, nastiest bluegrass songs youve ever heard in your life.
Im talking about the of song 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 up at me just long enough to say, Were taking bluegrass music where its never been before.
And not taking you with us cuz you dont have that high and lonesome sound that bluegrass music requires. Well, Im not one to fight failure.
I up my stuff and left.
The Front Porch Boys broke up three days when they realized I owned the PA system.

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

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

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