Luyện nghe bài hát The Bluegrass Widow

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

It was in the dead of winter her man first caught the chill
And he said he heard the 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 stands out in the in the moonlight all aglow
She prays to Carter Stanley you please tell Bill Monroe
be in some dark hollow or some dark deep shady grove
Than to be a bluegrass

Spoken word
I started listening to music in Bryan Duckworths rust red 1970 Ford Maverick.
Had an eight track tape deck and an track tape of Bill Monroes Greatest Hits.
We used to skip second period chemistry and go to the Shamrock station 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 it up as oil so dad never knew the difference.
wed ride around and drink Texas Pride, listen to Bill Monroe.
Soon we got to be 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 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 bluegrass song ever written.

I did this in tribute to the Front Porch Boys, which was a 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 handful of amphetamines, we decided to go to Crockett, Texas.
We entered the International Band Competition and took second place.
We play faster than anybody in the competition.
The two bands took first and third, respectively.
I met some friends and off into the night 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 standing underneath a giant pine tree there in Crockett singing the rudest, most grotesque, nastiest bluegrass songs youve ever heard in your life.
Im talking the kind 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 looked up at me long enough to say, Were taking bluegrass music where its never been before.
And were not taking you with us cuz you dont have that high and lonesome sound that bluegrass music requires. Well, Im not one to failure.
I packed up my and left.
The Porch Boys broke up three days later when they realized I owned the PA system.

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

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