Shake My Mother's Hand For Me Bill Monroe & His Bluegrass Boys

When you reach that golden city (golden city) Friends and loved ones you shall see (you shall see) When the saints come out to meet you (out to meet you) Oh shake my mother's hand for me Shake my mothers

Mother's Only Sleeping Bill Monroe & His Bluegrass Boys

Well, I left my old home back in the mountains For mother and father had both passed away We followed our mother up to the graveyard For mother wews called to Heaven that day Mother's not dead, she's only

Heavy Traffic Ahead Bill Monroe

heavy traffic ahead We got to ramble ramble there's heavy traffic ahead We pull out of Nashville right on time The Blue Grass special heads down the line We traveled around from state to state The Bluegrass

Time Changes Everything Bill Monroe & His Bluegrass Boys

There was a time when I thought of no other And we sang our own love's refrain And out hearts beat as one as we had our fun But time changes everything And when you left me myt poor heart was broken Our

Linda Lou Bill Monroe & His Bluegrass Boys

peaceful rolling hills There I met a mountain maid with eyes of blue Golden hair so soft and curly and her lips were like the dew She was the queen of West Virginia and her name was Linda Lou Linda Lou my

Goodbye Old Pal Bill Monroe & His Bluegrass Boys

Along about round-up time In Texas way out West I lost a friend and a pal, boys I laid him down to rest I weeped and moaned over his grave And to me boys it was sad 'Cause I knew down beneath that

Shake My Mother's Hand for Me Bill Monroe & his Blue Grass Boys

When you reach that golden city (golden city) Friends and loved ones you shall see (you shall see) When the saints come out to meet you (out to meet you) Oh shake my mother's hand for me Shake my mothers

Dusty Miller Bill Monroe & His Bluegrass Boys

Verse 1: Hey, the dusty Miller, And his dusty coat, He will win a shilling, Or he win a groat Dusty was the coat, Dusty was the colour, Dusty was the kiss That I gat frae the Miller.

Swing Low, Sweet Chariot Bill Monroe & His Bluegrass Boys

Swing low (swing low), sweet chariot Comin' for to carry me home Swing low (swing low), sweet chariot Comin' for to carry me home I looked over jordan and what did I see Comin' for to carry me home A band

Soldier's Joy Bill Monroe & His Bluegrass Boys

All for soldier's joy Well it's twenty-five cents for the morphine Fifteen cents for the beer Twenty-five cnets for the morphine Gonna take me away from here I am my momma's darling boy I am my momma's

No Letter In The Mail Bill Monroe & His Bluegrass Boys

No answer to my love letter To sooth my achin heart Why did God ever permit True love like ours to part No letter in the mail today No answer from my love Nobody knows what I've been through No one but

Toy Heart Bill Monroe & His Bluegrass Boys

Darling, you toyed with toy heart I think you played the game right from the start This toy heart was broken When parting words were spoken Darling, you toyed with a toy heart You played with my poor

I Wonder If You Feel The Way I Do Bill Monroe & His Bluegrass Boys

Eight weeks ago tonight we parted It's hard to realize we're through When we quit you said you'd always love me Now I wonder if you feel the way I do I'll never forget our days to gether Even tho' I know

Dog House Blues Bill Monroe & His Bluegrass Boys

I went in the house to start the fire She kicked me out in the middle of the night Lordy Lordy Lordy got the dog house blues No use talkin' I got the dog house blues.

Highway Of Sorrow Bill Monroe & His Bluegrass Boys

I once had a darling wife kind, true and sweet Life was so bright and gay everything complete But I fell for another who led my life astray So I'll live in sorrow till my dying day Down the highway of

I Saw The Light Bill Monroe & His Bluegrass Boys

I wandered so aimless my heart filled with sin i wouldn't let my dear savior in then jesus came like a stranger in the night praise the lord i saw the light I saw the light i saw the light no more darkness

Live And Let Live Bill Monroe & His Bluegrass Boys

They tell me that you are going away What makes you want to leave?

Uncle Pen Bill Monroe & His Bluegrass Boys

fiddle lord how it would ring You could hear it talk, you could hear it sing He played an old piece he called "Soldier's Joy" And the one called "The Boston Boy" The greatest of all was "Jenny Lynn" To me

Big Mon Bill Monroe

Lyrics Bill Monroe - It's Mighty Dark To Travel Lyrics Bill Monroe - It Makes No Difference Now Lyrics Bill Monroe - Jekyll Island Lyrics Bill Monroe - Jenny Lynn Lyrics Bill Monroe - Jesus, Hold My Hand

I Wonder Where You Are Tonight Bill Monroe & His Bluegrass Boys

I'm sad tonight my heart is weary I'm wondering if I'm wrong or right To dream about you though you left me I wonder where you are tonight Chorus: That old rain is cold and slowly falling Upon my window

Tennessee Blues Bill Monroe & His Bluegrass Boys

If I had my way I'd leave here today I'd leave in a hurry I'd find me a place where I could stay And not have to worry A place I could use A place I could lose the Tennessee Blues I'd find me a spot

Lonesome Road Blues Bill Monroe & His Bluegrass Boys

I'm going down this road feeling bad I'm going down this road feeling bad I'm going down this road feeling bad, lord, lord And I ain't a-gonna be treated this a-way Down in the jailhouse on my knees Down

Midnight On The Stormy Deep Bill Monroe & His Bluegrass Boys

T'was midnight on the stormy deep My solitary watch I'd keep And think of her I'd left behind And ask if she'd be true and kind I never shall forget the day That I was forced to go away In silence there

Six White Horses Bill Monroe & His Bluegrass Boys

I'm leavin' you to worry you off my mind Lord I'm leavin' you to worry you off my mind Cause you keep me worried troubled Troubled all the time Ah, six white houses going two by two Ah, six white houses

Mule Skinner Blues Bill Monroe & His Bluegrass Boys

Good morning captain good morning son Do you need another mule skinner Out on your new road line Well I like to work I'm rolling all the time Lord I like to work boy I'm rolling all the time I can pop my

Gotta Travel On Bill Monroe & His Bluegrass Boys

come home Johnny can't come home, no, Johnny can't come home Poppa writes to Johnny but Johnny can't come home Cause he's been on this chain gang too long * Refrain High sheriff and police riding after me

Columbus Stockade Blues Bill Monroe & His Bluegrass Boys

Way down in Columbus, Georgia Want to be back in Tennessee Way down in Columbus Stockade Friends all turned their backs on me Go and leave me if you wish to Never let it cross your mind If in your heart

Im Blue, Im Lonesome Bill Monroe & His Bluegrass Boys

The lonesome sigh of a train going by Makes me want to stop and cry I recall the day it took you away I'm blue, I'm lonesome too When I hear that whistle blow I want to pack my suitcase and go The lonesome

Blue Moon Of Kentucky Bill Monroe & His Bluegrass Boys

Blue moon of Kentucky, keep on shining Shine on the one that's gone and left me blue Blue moon of Kentucky, keep on shining Shine on the one that's gone and left me blue It was on one moonlight night

When The Cactus Is In Bloom Bill Monroe & His Bluegrass Boys

Daylight comes and the cowhand yell, they call out ev'ry man, I throw my saddle on my old cowhorse and drink my coffee from a can; The sun goes down on the cattle trail and I'm gazing at the moon, It's

Cryin' Holy Unto My Lord Bill Monroe & His Bluegrass Boys

Lord I ain't no stranger now Lord I ain't no stranger now I've been introduced to the Father and the Son Lord I ain't no stranger now Cryin' holy unto my Lord Cryin holy unto my Lord Lord if I could I

Molly & Tenbrooks Bill Monroe & His Bluegrass Boys

Runnin' in the hot sun puts fever in my head Fever in my head O Lord fever in my head Molly said to Tenbrooks you're lookin' mighty squirrel Tenbrooks said to Molly I'm a-leavin' this old world Leavin'

I'm Working On A Building Bill Monroe

I`m a working on building I`m a working on building I`m a working on building For my Lord, for my Lord It`s a holy ghost building It`s a holy ghost building It`s a holy ghost building For my Lord, for

Roll On Buddy Roll On Bill Monroe & His Bluegrass Boys

knew what I know So roll on, buddy, roll on I'm going to that east pay road I'm going to that east pay road I'm going to that east, I going to the west I'm going to the one that I love best * Refrain My

I'm So Lonesome I Could Cry Bill Monroe & His Bluegrass Boys

cry I've never seen a night so long When time goes crawling by The moon just went behind the clouds To hide its face and cry Did you ever see a robin weep When leaves begin to die That mean's he's lost his

Drifting Too Far From The Shore Bill Monroe & His Bluegrass Boys

Out on the perilous deepWhere dangers silently creepAnd storms so violently sweepYou're drifting too far from the shoreDrifting too far from the shoreDrifting too far from the shoreCome to Jesus to...

New Mule Skinner Blues Bill Monroe & His Bluegrass Boys

Do you need another mule skinner With a blacksnake whip to toss.Yodel lay, ee ee, yodel ay ee ee.Lord, I been workin' hardAn' ah feel so bad!I've got a good womanAn' I want to keep 'er glad.Yodel l...

White House Blues Bill Monroe

McKinley hollered, McKinley squalled Doc said, "McKinley I can't find the cause You're bound to die, you're bound to die" Doc told the horse, he'd throw down his rein He said to the horse, "You gotta outrun

In The Pines Bill Monroe

engine passed at six o'clock And the cab passed by at nine In the pines, in the pines Where the sun never shines And we shiver when the cold wind blows Who who hoo hoo hoo, who who hoo hoo hoo I asked my

Pay Day Bill Morrissey

That\'s what I set out to do then and haven\'t strayed very far from since. My right hand work is purely the result of Mississippi John Hurt. I suppose I\'m not alone in that.?

Bluegrass Festival In The Sky (Album Version) Tom T. Hall

In the sweet by and by at that Bluegrass Festival in the sky There'll be Monroe Flatt Scruggs and the Stanleys The Lonesome Pine Fiddlers and the whole McGranner's Family Molly and the Stonemans and Martin

I Saw The Light Bill Monroe

I wandered so aimless my heart filled with sin I wouldn't let my dear Savior in Then Jesus came like a stranger in the night Praise the Lord I saw the light I saw the light I saw the light No more darkness

Blue Yodel No4 Bill Monroe

She's long she's tall, she six feet from the ground She's long she's tall, she six feet from the ground She tailor made, lord she ain't no hand me down Oh di lay ee ay, di lay dee oh, de lay ee She got

Blue Yodel No. 4 Bill Monroe

She's long she's tall, she six feet from the ground She's long she's tall, she six feet from the ground She tailor made, lord she ain't no hand me down Oh-di-lay-ee-ay, di-lay-dee-oh, de-lay-ee She got

Uncle Pen Bill Monroe

fiddle lord how it would ring You could hear it talk, you could hear it sing He played an old piece he called "Soldier's Joy" And the one called "The Boston Boy" The greatest of all was "Jenny Lynn" To me

If You Go Cherry Monroe

This is our last goodbye In our darkest hour I lay my hands down by your side The warmth of your skin gives me chills to what we'll leave behind This is our last kiss I will miss everything My hearts racing

Uncle Penn Bill Monroe

fiddle, Lord, how it would ring You could hear it talk, you could hear it sing He played an old piece, he called 'Soldier's Joy' And the one called 'The Boston Boy' The greatest of all was 'Jenny Lynn' To me

Nobody Loves Me Bill Monroe

Nobody loves me nobody cares If life is empty and full of tears I long for new love searched everywhere Nobody loves me nobody cares Searchin' for true love has been in vain Through years my heart has

You're Drifting Away Bill Monroe

wait too long to let Jesus hear you pray You won't give up your earthly treasures to enter the promised land You're drifting away, you're drifting away You can hear Jesus callin' but you won't accept his

Along About Daybreak Bill Monroe

When we were young and we thought we loved each other But you didn't love me I guess For you've gone and you've found another Everything to you is regret This morning along about daybreak You quarreled