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   Mitch Dickson to All   
   We finally settled on a name for the ban   
   18 Sep 08 16:35:26   
   
   From: mitchelldickson@bellsouth.net   
      
   Yep we settled on "New Cut Road" for our new band.  I am including the words   
   to the Bobby Bare song as that is now our theme song :)   
      
   Mitch   
      
   New Cut Road   
      
   Coalman Bonner was a fiddle playin' fool.   
   He was a backwoods rounder and a trader of mules.   
   Coalman Bonner's got a wor' out bow,   
   He been playin' two days down a new cut road.   
      
   Now Coalman's little sister said 'you better act right,   
   Your Daddy's going to Louisville, He'll be back tonight.   
   He gonna get another wagon and a good pair of mules.   
   Oh, we gonna move to Texas, We just waitin' on you.   
      
   Now Coalman's Daddy, he pulled up in the yard   
   He said 'pack up your lives kids, it's getting' too hard.   
   Kentucky's alright but there's too many people   
   Well, just the other day, I thought I saw a church steeple.   
      
   Now Coalman said 'Daddy don't you worry 'bout me,   
   I'm gonna stay here in Kentucky till the day I dee   
   I'm wanna drink that sour mash, I'm gonna race that mare   
   Ya, I got me a woman with a foxy red hair   
      
   We all been movin' west since the day he got married   
   I'm getting' off the wagon, I'm too old to be carried   
   I'm gonna stay in Kentucky where the blue grass grows   
   I'm gonna play it all night down a new cut road.   
      
   --- Instrumental ---   
      
   Now Coalman's Daddy said, "What's it all comin' to,   
   Young people these days are just stubborn as mules."   
   He can't make um go, he's too old for that   
   It's that damned ol' fiddle and that bowler hat.   
      
   Now Coalman's Momma said, "Let the boy stay,   
   'Cause he's raised up solid, he can find his own way   
   But as for me, Honey, I'm with you   
   Well I always thought Kentucky was just passin' through.   
      
   Coalman's little sister, she started in a cry   
   And her Daddy shook his head for the very last time   
   Coalman's Momma said, "Somebody gotta do it,   
   Wouldn't be no Kentucky, less you didn't stick to it, Coalman.   
      
   Coalman Bonner stood on the porch of that cabin   
   Watched um all go to Texas in a covered wagon   
   He pulled out his fiddle and he rosined up his bow   
   And he played a little tune called "the new cut road..."   
      
      
      
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