Bill Monroe and the Bluegrass Boys
there was nothing we could do
We all loved our fair tender maiden
from her eyes the light of heaven shone thru
she fell sick one cold winter morning
and there was nothing we could do
She lay on her death bed so bravely
her face all tired and worn
we knew in our hearts she was leaving
god had called her to his heavenly home
As she lay on the bed she was smiling
at the people all gathered a-round
it was her only way of saying goodbye
and tomorrow she'd lay neath the ground
The fragrance of flowers from her grave
goes to heaven where she has gone too
mortal pain shown on all our faces
but there was nothing we could do
When the preacher began to console us
his words rang out clear and true
he said god called her that's the reason
that there was nothing we could do
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- Off the Record, Volume 1: Live Recordings, 1956-1969
- Legends of Bluegrass (Gold Collection)
- Bluegrass Masters
- Appalachian Stomp: More Bluegrass Classics
- The Early Stars of The Grand Ole Opry
- The Essential Bill Monroe and His Blue Grass Boys: 1945-1949
- In the Pines
- Mule Skinner Blues
- Appalachian Stomp: Bluegrass Classics
- 1961-07-04: Oak Leaf Park, Luray, VA, USA
- Mansions for Me
- Folk Music at Newport, Volume 1
- Live: The Hay Barn, Shepherd, Texas
- The Father of Bluegrass: The Early Years 1940-1947
- Newport Folk Festival: Best of Bluegrass 1959-66
- American Roots: A History of American Folk Music
- The Definitive Collection
- The History of Country & Western Music
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- Bona Fide Bluegrass and Mountain Music