My grass is blue That's how it grows Since I lost you My grass is blue
I met him in Kentucky at an old saloon He was bowin' fiddle with the band He kissed me underneath the Appalachian moon That night when he became my man
Two hearts singing in perfect harmony I never thought that one day, he'd be leaving me
My grass is blue That's how it grows Since I lost you My grass is blue
His talk was sweeter than a mandolin Each line seemed right out of a song He took me somewhere that I've never been Like a fool, I went right along
And now when I hear that high and lonesome sound I look to find him out there, but he's not around
My grass is blue That's how it grows Since I lost you My grass is blue Since I lost you My grass is blueTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
