Coleman Bonner was a fiddle playin' fool
He's a backwoods rounder and a breaker of mules
Coleman Bonner's got a wore out bow
He's been playin' two days down the new cut road
Coleman's little sister said you better act right Coleman
Daddy's gone to Louisville he'll be back tonight
He's gonna get another wagon and a good pair of mulesAnd we gonna move to Texas we just waitin' on you
Now Coleman's daddy he pulled up in the yard
He said pack up your lives kids it's gettin' too hard
Kentucky's alright but there's too many people
Oh just the other day I thought I saw a church steeple
Nope Coleman said daddy don't you worry bout meI'm gonna stay here in Kentucky till the day I D
I'm gonna drink that sour mash and gonna race that mare
And find that woman with the fox red hair
Now you all been movin' west since the day you got married
Well I'm gettin' off the wagon daddy I'm too old to be carried
Gonna stay here in Kentucky where that bluegrass grow
I'm gonna play it all night down the new cut roadNow Coleman's daddy said what's it all comn' to
Young people these days are just as stubborn as mules
You can't make him go he's too old for that
It's that damned old fiddle and that bowler hat
Now Coleman's mama said let the boy stay
Cause he's raised up solid and he can find his own way
But as for me honey I'm with you
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GUY CLARKPublished by
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