She rolled out, I rolled one up
She moved on and I'm still stuck
Where the porch don't swing and time don't fly
She's down the road and I'm here high
Smokin' bluegrass on a Friday night
Same old, stoned, alone
Blowin' smoke rings in the pale moonlight
She ain't the only one gone
Her wheels keep turning, I keep burning
Lit like a flame on a match
Turnin' new shades of never coming back
Smokin' bluegrass
Like Bill Monroe, I'm in the pines again
High and Lonesome I got Scruggs on ten
Since she took off for them greener pastures
My eyes stay red, while I'm trying to get past her
Smokin' bluegrass on a Friday night
Same old, stoned, alone
Blowin' smoke rings in the pale moonlight
She ain't the only one gone
Her wheels keep turning, I keep burning
Lit like a flame on a match
Turnin' new shades of never coming back
Smokin' bluegrass
Smokin' bluegrass
There's a clear sky above them clouds
So I'm gettin' till the good runs out
Smokin' bluegrass on a Friday night
Same old, stoned, alone
Blowin' smoke rings in the pale moonlight
She ain't the only one gone
Her wheels keep turning, I keep burning
Lit like a flame on a match
Turnin' new shades of never coming back
Smokin' bluegrass
Smokin' bluegrass
