—Bill Monroe

Chorus:
Memories of you, sweetheart, still haunt me so
Everytime I hear your name I almost cry
But, there's just one thing that I want you to know
I'll love you till the day I die

Oh, we let other people tear us apart
And for no good cause you see
But, I hope and pray you'll be mine someday
We'll live and love each other, you and me

So if you go, don't say goodbye
For you know just what you will cause
Don't leave me here to face this lonesome world
For without you I'm the one that is lost

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—Bill Monroe

Mother left this world of sorrow
Our home was silent and so sad
Dad took sick and had to leave us
I have no home No mother nor dad

Chorus:
There's a little lonesome grave yard
On these tomestones it did say
On mother's  gone but not forgotten
On dad's  we'll meet again someday

I often go out to the graveyard
Where they laided them down to rest
I can almost hear them whisper
Trust in god He'll do the rest

Their souls have gone up to heaven
Where they'll dwell with god above
Where they'll meet there friends and loved ones
And share with all his precious love

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—Bill Monroe

My little sweetheart of the mountains
with hair as red as any flower
And her lips as sweet as honey
She shines like the morning star

Chorus:
Meet me out in the Blue Ridge Mountains
Come and meet at the lonesome pine
We'll settle down up there forever
Mary Jane, won't you be mine?

I'm going back to North Carolina
Where the mountains are so blue
Mary Jane you know I love you
And I'm coming back for you

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—Bill and Charlie Monroe

Where did you get them pretty little shoes
That you wear so fine
Got my shoes from a railroad man
Woo-hoo-hoo-hoo

Who's gonna kiss your red rosy cheeks
Who's gonna glove your little hand
Who's a gonna shoe your pretty little feet
Woo-hoo-hoo-hoo

Brother's gonna kiss my red rosy cheeks
Mama's gonna glove my little hand
Papa's gonna shoe my pretty little feet
Woo-hoo-hoo-hoo
Woo-hoo-hoo-hoo

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—Bill Monroe

I can't answer her letter
For she left me no address
You should know my little darling
You left my poor heart in distress

Chorus:
I got a letter from my darling
She said she hated to go
It broke my heart the words she wrote me
She closed by saying I love you so

She wrote the words she knew would hurt me
She said I never could be true
I've tried I've tried my little darling
To prove my love was just for you

Her letter meant goodbye forever
Although we'll have each other's hearts
Our love will fade away in sadness
Precious one why did we have to part

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—Bill Monroe

We go to church on Sunday morning
With mother and dad to hear the Gospel ring
On an old dirt road in a wagon we travel
Those memories they still remain

Chorus:
I'm comin' home, oh Lord I'm comin
For my soul has been set free
All through my life I've been a sinner
But let the gates swing wide for me

Back in the hills of old Kentucky
Where as a boy I was grown
And bluegrass music belongs to America
And praise the Lord, I'm comin'home

All through the years I've sung the Gospel
The Lord has blessed me many ways
I often think back to my childhood
While here on earth I'll sing His praise

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—Bill Monroe

There's a legend in the Blue Ridge Mountains
All the mountain folks say it is true
Of a young girl nearly every evening
Walked along the river dressed in blue.

She was on her way to meet her lover
In a lonely secret rendezvous
It was a fatal error that evening
For the young girl always dressed in blue.

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The legend of the Blue Ridge Mountains
Will live forever so they say
And every evening about sundown
She leaves her cold, cold water grave

Some say she left with her lover
Others say the river took her life
Is she now in the cold, cold river
Or is she now her lover's wife

As the legend goes that every evening
When the evening sun is sinking low
The girl in blue still meets her lover
As she did a hundred years ago

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