Lyrics:
grass band
Well my daddy played the banjo and saws the fiddle too
And taught me how to sing and play for you
I got bluegrass in my soul and rhythm in
an artist never seen yet with a vision
With a reason
Stared with venom at the ceiling
Not the grass
But straight ahead
Just at the skyline
With
Hills
And West Virginian land
And an old time family blue grass band
Our God fearing mum and daddy raised
Us young ‘uns on a song
By the banks where old
How Long? Baby how long
Has that evenin' train been gone
How long? How long?
Baby how long?
I can see the green grass
up on the hill
But I
All alone, or in two's
The ones who really love you
Walk up and down outside the wall
Some hand in hand
And some gathered together in bands
All alone, or in two's
The ones who really love you
Walk up and down outside the wall
Some hand in hand
And some gathered together in bands
How Long? Baby how long,
Has that evenin' train been gone
How long? How long?
Baby how long?
I can see the green grass
Up on the hill
But I
The ringing of the division bell had begun
Along the Long Road and on down the Causeway
Do they still meet there by the Cut
There was a ragged band that
The ringing of the division bell had begun
Along the Long Road and on down the Causeway
Do they still meet there by the Cut
There was a ragged band that
the lights go down and
The band begins to play
Her soul drinks up the sound and
Her body starts to sway
When she dances she's like a wind
In a long tall grass
can spot an artist every time
Did the darkness and the stars witness
What happened long ago
Did the darkness and the stars witness
What happened
Born a poor young country boy, Mother Nature's son
All day long I'm sitting singing songs for everyone.
Sit beside a mountain stream, see her waters
leaves turning red,
But the grass is as soft
As a feather in a featherbed.
So I'll be king and you'll be queen,
Our kingdom's gonna be
This
FUNKY GRASS BAND
RECORDED BY PORTER WAGONER
(Red Lane - Dottie West)
« © '71 Tree Publishing »
A small town in Kentucky that's called Hazzard
Born a poor young country boy
Mother Nature's son
All day long I'm sitting singing songs for everyone.
Sit beside a mountain stream
See her
there long ago?
Whispering grass, the trees don't need to know.
Don't you tell it to the breeze 'cause she will tell the birds and bees
And ev'ryone
The grass is green
The grass is long
The grass is trim
The grass is good
The grass is deep
Long, long live love, love is to care
Caring and sharing, long, long live love
All the kids like ten tin soldiers in a row, followed hand in hand
call my baby back
How long, oh, baby, how long?
I could see the green grass
Growin' up on the hill
But you can't see a green-black drawin'
The lunatic is on the grass
The lunatic is on the grass
Remembering games and daisy chains and laughs
Got to keep the loonies on the path
made it very, very big
That's all
Long time ago when we was band on the run
Long time ago when we was band on the run
Band on the run
Long time ago when
that's a hunnid bands
Work hard, grind hard, money keep a lot of it
Gotta keep my money long so I stay on top of it
Buy a lot of chains but I own
The lunatic is on the grass
The lunatic is on the grass
Remembering games and daisy chains and laughs
Got to keep the loonies on the path
Discuss these artist/The-Long-Grass-Band/2138505009 Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In