CHORUS
I'VE
SAID IT ONCE AND I'LL SAY IT AGAIN,
“BLUEGRASS
FOLKS ARE MY VERY BEST FRIENDS!”
A
SHOULDER TO CRY ON, A STORY TO SHARE,
BLUEGRASS
FRIENDS THEY TRULY CARE.
THEY
CAN BE WELL, THEY CAN BE SICK;
BUT
YOU CAN BET THEY'RE READY TO PICK;
COME
IN A CAMPER, COME IN A TENT,
BUT
DON'T FORGET YOUR GITAR; IT'S MONEY WELL SPENT.
WHEN
YOU'RE DOWN AND FEELING BLUE,
MOSEY
OVER TO A JAM OR TWO;
IT'LL
LIFT YOUR SPIRIT; IT'LL FILL YOUR HEART,
MUSIC
GUARANTEED TO GIVE A JUMP-START.
THERE'S
A SPIRIT THAT LIVES IN THE HEARTS OF US ALL,
TO
LISTEN OR PLAY IS A GIFT FROM GOD;
PICK
UP YOUR FIDDLE, PICK UP YOUR BOW;
LET'S
HEAR A LITTLE OF COTTON EYED JOE.