Testi:
Vincent Rhonda

Ridin' the Bluegrass Express Ridin the Bluegrass Express This train will soon be gone And I'm goin home On the Bluegrass Express He'll cross the river

Banjo Intro: 4 4 1 1 5 5 1 1 1 1 Chorus: 4 4 1 1 4 4 1 1 1 1 1 1 5 5 1 1 Now listen close and you can hear Their mournful cries ring through the darkness

My sweetheart is gone and I'm so lonely. He said that he and I were through. So I started out drinkin' for pastime: Drivin' nails in my coffin over you

I thought I'd take a quick ride To ease my worried mind. But lonesome was the blacktop, So I pulled off to the side. As I drove into the parking lot,

It was a gathering of some 300 people In the little church the crowd began to swell Quite a send off for a simple country farmer For many loved and knew

I thought I had driven You out of my mind, When I crossed that bridge on memory lane and burned it one last time. I told myself it's over And I'm finally

She pulled out of Mobile in the pouring rain, Moving through the darkness like a hurricane. From southern New Port waters to the Cumberland so green,

You're a midnight angel, at twelve is when you start. Searching for a victim, to feed your hungry heart. You say you don't love me, still, I wait all

Intro: Fiddle When I was very young, Dad would take me out to play. Frolic and discuss the coming days. When I would go out on my own for all the world