New Cut Road

D G G Now Coleman Bonner was a fiddle playin' fool D A backwoods rounder and a breaker of mules D Coleman Bonner's got a wore out bow G He's been playin' two days down new cut road G Now Coleman's little sister said, "You better act right D Daddy's gone to Louisville, he'll be back tonight D He's gonna get another wagon and a good pair of mules G And we're gonna move to Texas, we just waitin' on you" G Now Coleman's daddy pulled up in the yard D He said, "Pack up your lives kids it's gettin' too hard D Kentucky's alright but there's too many people G C Why just the other day I thought I saw a church steeple" G Now Coleman said, "Daddy, don't you worry 'bout me D I'm gonna stay here in Kentucky till the day I die D I'm gonna drink that sour mash, I'm gonna race that mare G Hey, I got me a woman with the foxy red hair" G "Now you all been movin' west since the day you got married D Well I'm gettin' off the wagon, daddy, I'm too old to be carried D Gonna stay here in Kentucky where the bluegrass grow G I'm gonna play it all night down the new cut road" Guitar Solo G D G G Now Coleman's daddy said, "Now what's it all comin' to? D Young people these days are just as stubborn as mules D You can't make him go, he's too old for that G It's that damned old fiddle and that bowler hat" G Now Coleman's mama said, "Let the boy stay D 'Cause he's raised up solid, he can find his own way D But as for me honey I'm with you G C Yeah, I always thought Kentucky was just passin' through" G Now Coleman's little sister was started in cryin' D And his daddy shook his head for the very last time D Coleman's mama said, "Somebody's gotta do it G Lord there wouldn't be no Kentucky if you didn't stick to it" G Coleman Bonner stood on the porch of that cabin D Watched 'em all go to Texas in a covered wagon D And he pulled out his fiddle and he rosined up his bow G F C And he played a little tune called "The New Cut Road" G D G D G