I’ve got bluegrass on my mind heading back to old Kentucky
Where the mountains look so pretty in the spring
When the dew is on the bluegrass sparkling with the sun’s good morning
I’ve got good old bluegrass on my mind again
Let me hear the fox hounds running High at night among the mountains
And then later when the fox horn blows them in
Let me hear the roosters crowing Smell the ham and bacon frying
I’ve got good old bluegrass on my mind again
In a little cabin home where your neighbor was your neighbor
And the bluegrass started growing every spring
There we danced on Saturday night to fiddle and a banjo
I’ve got old bluegrass on my mind again