Where the Bluegrass Grows · letra

Well I come from a place where the bluegrass grows Where the rivers run and the music flows And I carry it with me everywhere I go Cause underneath my skin Well I've really always been Just a boy who comes from where the bluegrass grows
Well the first sound I remember as a little barefoot boy Was my daddy's Martin guitar and a five string banjo Skipping stones on Cripple Creek and climbing up Foggy Mountain And finding my way home to the sound of the banjo And oh, how sweet that sound
Well I come from a place where the bluegrass grows Where the rivers run and the music flows And I carry it with me everywhere I go Cause underneath my skin Well I've really always been Just a boy who comes from where the bluegrass grows Well I learned to play that guitar and I set out on the road But I never would've dreamed all the places I'd go From the Opry stage to Carnegie my simple songs have carried me But I come right back home when I hear a banjo And oh, how sweet that sound
Well I come from a place where the bluegrass grows Where the rivers run and the music flows And I carry it with me everywhere I go Cause underneath my skin Well I've really always been Just a boy who comes from where the bluegrass grows Where the bluegrass grows
And oh how sweet that sound Well I come from a place where the bluegrass grows Where the rivers run and the music flows And I carry it with me everywhere I go Cause underneath my skin Well I've really always been Just a boy who comes from where the bluegrass I come from where the bluegrass I'm just a boy from where the bluegrass grows