She’s a graceful old lady, sharp as a tack
He’s a gutter tramp poet, and moves like molasses
Some people say that he’s just a hack
Cuz he’s sees his lady through rose colored glasses
She rode on buses, she flew in jet planes
He slept in motels and forgot all their names
She’s ridden bulls and she’s courted fame
Now that the glitter has faded away,
She’s a sweet violin with some songs left to play
And he just lights up when she looks his way
Chorus
You can’t catch the sky on a starlight night
You can’t tell a tree how to grow
You can’t buy the moonlight, you can’t fake the sunshine
We all got our own rows to hoe
And honky tonk singers they come and they go
But these two just watered an old wilted rose
When all her top forty was on it’s way down
That was just about the time that the tramp came to town
He was scuffed up and ruffled, with a mouthful to say
But she doesn’t need a high horse to get on today
You see, the diamonds and gold
They just got in the way
They could bring her the mountains and the stars up above
But she’d just want music, she’d just take love
Chorus
If shame was gold records they would cover his wall
And if lonely was a mansion she’d have the biggest of all
And old pair of boots and a faded red dress
They’ve seen some miles and they’ll see more I guess
With half written songs to get off their chest
A heart that knows love that’s a heart at it’s best
Timeless and free, beyond all regrets
Chorus
credits
from Good Farmer,
released August 9, 2019
Written by Chris & Adam Carroll
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These are exceptionally good (nearly- instrumental) vignettes played with so much finesse and grace. Pieces to carry you far and wide to wonderful places that live on the borderlands of typical Bluegrass tunes, but are all the better for it. The first track is absolutely perfect accompaniment for any late afternoon or evening Autumnal stroll or window staring musings.
Fans of early Grisman or early Tony Rice instrumentals take note. Joe Borreson