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 old, 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 ten 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 old, 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 sky above them clouds So I'm gettin' till the good runs out Smokin' bluegrass on a Friday night Same old, 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