Luyện nghe bài hát The Bluegrass Widow

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

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

Now she stands out in the midnight in the all aglow
She prays to Stanley Wont you please tell Bill Monroe
be in some dark hollow or some dark deep shady grove
Than to be a bluegrass

Spoken word
I listening to bluegrass music in Bryan Duckworths rust red 1970 Ford Maverick.
Had an eight track tape deck and an eight track tape of 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 Texas beer.
Charge it on my dads credit card and get em to it up as oil so dad never knew the difference.
Then wed around and drink Texas Pride, listen to Bill Monroe.
we got to be bluegrass experts.
And wed stop in another Shamrock station and get another Texas case,
drink that and listen to the Stanley 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 Bluegrass Widow. Quite possibly the worst bluegrass ever written.

I did this in tribute to the Porch Boys, which was a bluegrass band I was in in College Station, Texas.
We were a little four piece band, we played weddings and parties and out on the porch and beer joints and one weekend on a of cheap amphetamines, we decided to go to Crockett, Texas.
We entered the International Bluegrass Band Competition and took place.
We play faster than anybody in the competition.
The other two bands took 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 tree there in Crockett singing the rudest, most grotesque, bluegrass songs youve ever heard in your life.
Im talking about the kind of song where not only is the character in the 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 enough to say, Were bluegrass music where its never been before.
And were not taking you with us cuz you dont have that and lonesome sound that bluegrass music requires. Well, Im not one to fight failure.
I packed up my and left.
The Front Porch Boys broke up three days later when they realized I the PA system.

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

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

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 or some dark deep shady grove
Than to be a widow