Picking and a Grinning { Bluegrass}
When we all get to Heaven
You may see me walkin'
Here there everywhere
For I'm just a blue ridge mountain boy
thumbing for a ride down a lonely banjo road
With old Joe Clark livin just' two doors down from me
Leaning on the everlasting arms
Of his sweet Tennessee Rose gal
If teardrops were pennies
I could buy two more bottles of wine
So please Mr. Sandman
I'm crying my heart out over you
For this is all I can do
As I pick these bluegrass banjo blues
From my Tennessee Mountain home roads
That I once knew
Just A Bluegrass song
working on LOL
Copyright © Katherine Stella | Year Posted 2007
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