Bowling Green

[Verse 1]
My daddy love that farm
He damnly worked these all to death
He love the fiddle tune he played them
To his dying breath
My mama was a saint
[?] she left this earth too soon
If there’s a heaven up above
They’re dancing to a fiddle tune

[Chorus]
Bowling Green
Bowling Green
There’s nothing left to those foothills
But a lonesome melodies
You can have my years
But you can’t have my memories
I’ll see you in my dreams bowling green

[Verse 2]
We’d often file the [?] in the hardest part of June
We come in through diner then we play todoto
He’d love to [?] the wagner the one from Tennessee
A little soldier's joy called it payday in the army

[Chorus]
Bowling Green
Bowling Green
There’s nothing left to those foothills
But a lonesome melodies
You can have my years
But you can’t have their memories
I’ll see you in my dreams bowling green

[Verse 3]
We tune in the [?] gather around I don’t feel cold
We listened to Tommy Jackson’s course the [?]
Now those days are over but the thoughts come back to me
Of the simple life down on the farm outside the bowling green

[Chorus]
Bowling Green
Bowling Green
There’s nothing left to those foothills
But a lonesome melodies
You can have my years
But you can’t have their memories
I’ll see you in my dreams bowling green
Bowling Green
There’s nothing left to those foothills
But a lonesome melodies
You can have my years
But you can’t have their memories
I’ll see you in my dreams bowling green

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