it makes me tipsy. it intoxicates me. yes, i love bluegrass & i'm hooked on it, be it original grass, southern grass, or whatever
ah, it has nothing 2 do with blues, tho' it could be about the blues we'd all sometimes feel. & believe me, it has nothing 2 do with grass either
it ain't blue. it ain't grass
it's heaven when carter family performs it. very very blue indeed:
I'M THINKING TONITE OF MY BLUE EYES
'Twould been better for us both had we never In this wide & wicked world had never met For the pleasure we've both seen together I'm sure, love, I'll never forget
Oh, I'm thinking tonite of my blue eyes Who is sailing far over the sea I'm thinking tonite of my blue eyes & I wonder if he ever thinks of me...
When the cold, cold grave shall enclose me Will u come dear & shed just one tear & say to the strangers around u A poor heart u have broken lies here