Historic Sheet Music Collection
Document Type
Score
Publication Date
1919
Lyrics
Ev'ry time I get lonesome,
And it's most ev'ry day;
Somehow my thoughts they wander,
Down old Kentucky way.
I s'pose you'd like to know why, the reason that I should care;
But you needn't be surprised, when you find out I'm down there.
In the hills of old Kentucky, along the trail where the Blue Grass grows;
Someone waits for me for me and i'll be soon be,
Going there for goodness knows, I love her;
And when I meet her,
I'll get the preacher, what could be sweeter with my 'Rose';
In the hills of old Kentucky, along the trail where the Blue Grass grows.
In the grows.
My heart it keeps a yearning,
Not satisfied somehow;
For old Kentucky haunts me,
Wish I was down there now.
I'll buy a home 'waydown there; and if you call I'm sure;
I'll be mighty glad to share, my hospitality's yours.
In the hills of old Kentucky, along the trail where the Blue Grass grows;
Someone waits for me for me and i'll be soon be,
Going there for goodness knows, I love her;
And when I meet her,
I'll get the preacher, what could be sweeter with my 'Rose';
In the hills of old Kentucky, along the trail where the Blue Grass grows.
In the grows.
Recommended Citation
Friend, Cliff, "Along the Trail Where the Blue Grass Grows" (1919). Historic Sheet Music Collection. 85.
https://digitalcommons.conncoll.edu/sheetmusic/85
The views expressed in this paper are solely those of the author.
Comments
Along the trail where the blue grass grows in the hills of old Kentucky. Words and Music Cliff Friend. Waterson Berlin & Snyder Co. Strand Building New York 47th ST & B way
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