Number 73987

E A E I was born July 9th, 1923 E B7 In a barbershop in Florida, that's where the master found me E A E built for an orchestra, that wouldn't be my fate E B7 E I'd help form a brand new sound from the Grand Ole Opry stage E From Jerusalem Ridge in Ole Rosine A E to a gaslit schoolhouse stage E miles and miles of backroads B7 in the trunk of a Chevrolet E A E the baseball games and tent shows, each day I would perform E B7 E and the music of America was born B7 A E Blue Moon of Kentucky, Big Mon, and Uncle Pen E A B7 Across the land, they rang from me, time and time again E A E just a second hand mandolin, hanging on the wall E B7 E till the master's hands changed it all E A E now Bill Monroe is resting neath the old Kentucky clay E B7 and I'm in the Hall of Fame, proudly on display E A E the people come from around the world to see me once again E B7 E and hear the music I created in the master's hands B7 A E Blue Moon of Kentucky, Big Mon, and Uncle Pen E A B7 Across the land, they rang from me, time and time again E A E just a second-hand mandolin, hanging on the wall E B7 E till the master's hands changed it all E A E just a second-hand mandolin, hanging on the wall E B7 E till the master's hands changed it all