Where the Bluegrass Grows

(Verse 1) In the hills where the cedars sway, Underneath the sun's warm ray. Whiskey flows and the fiddles play, In the heart of the old Blue Ridge way. (Verse 2) On the porch where the stories spin, Tales of love and of loss within. Banjo's hum and the mandolins, In the twilight where the fire begins. (Verse 3) Through the valleys where the rivers run, Where the days are long and the work's well done. Golden fields 'neath the setting sun, In the land where the dreams begun. (Verse 4) In the heart of the land where the bluegrass grows, Where the wildflower blooms and the sweet wind blows. Underneath the stars' soft, twinkling shows, In the soul of the land, where the true heart glows. (Verse 4) In the heart of the land where the bluegrass grows, Where the wildflower blooms and the sweet wind blows. Underneath the stars' soft, twinkling shows, In the soul of the land, where the true heart glows. (Outro) In the hush of the dawn, where the mist unfurls, In the whispering secrets of the ancient pearls. We'll carry these memories, like treasures untold, From the heart of the land, where the bluegrass fold. (Fading Ending)