Lyrics to Bluegrass
She rolled out, I rolled one up
She moved on, and I'm still stuck
Where the porch don't swing, and time don't fly
She's down the road, and I'm here high
Smokin' bluegrass on a Friday night
Same ole stoned alone
Blowin' smoke rings in the pale moonlight
She ain't the only one gone
Her wheels keep turning, I keep burning
Lit like a flame on a match
Turnin' new shades of never coming back
Smokin' bluegrass
Like Bill Monroe, I'm in the pines again
High and Lonesome I got Scruggs on 10
Since she took off for them greener pastures
My eyes stay red while I'm trying to get past her
Smokin' bluegrass on a Friday night
Same ole stoned alone
Blowin' smoke rings in the pale moonlight
She ain't the only one gone
Her wheels keep turning, I keep burning
Lit like a flame on a match
Turnin' new shades of never coming back
Smokin' bluegrass
Smokin' bluegrass
There's a clear skies above them clouds
So I'm gettin' till the good runs out
Smokin' bluegrass on a Friday night
Same ole stoned alone
Blowin' smoke rings in the pale moonlight
She ain't the only one gone
Her wheels keep turning, I keep burning
Lit like a flame on a match
Turnin' new shades of never coming back
Smokin' bluegrass
Smokin' bluegrass
She moved on, and I'm still stuck
Where the porch don't swing, and time don't fly
She's down the road, and I'm here high
Smokin' bluegrass on a Friday night
Same ole stoned alone
Blowin' smoke rings in the pale moonlight
She ain't the only one gone
Her wheels keep turning, I keep burning
Lit like a flame on a match
Turnin' new shades of never coming back
Smokin' bluegrass
Like Bill Monroe, I'm in the pines again
High and Lonesome I got Scruggs on 10
Since she took off for them greener pastures
My eyes stay red while I'm trying to get past her
Smokin' bluegrass on a Friday night
Same ole stoned alone
Blowin' smoke rings in the pale moonlight
She ain't the only one gone
Her wheels keep turning, I keep burning
Lit like a flame on a match
Turnin' new shades of never coming back
Smokin' bluegrass
Smokin' bluegrass
There's a clear skies above them clouds
So I'm gettin' till the good runs out
Smokin' bluegrass on a Friday night
Same ole stoned alone
Blowin' smoke rings in the pale moonlight
She ain't the only one gone
Her wheels keep turning, I keep burning
Lit like a flame on a match
Turnin' new shades of never coming back
Smokin' bluegrass
Smokin' bluegrass