New Cut Road

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Coleman Bonner was a fiddle playing 
fool
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He’s A backwoods rounder and a 
breaker of mules
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Coleman Bonner’s got a wore out bow
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He’s been playing two days down 
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the new cut road

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Coleman’s little sister said you 
better act right Coleman
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Daddy;s gone to Louisville He’ll be 
back tonight
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He’s gonna get another wagon and a 
good pair of mules
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And we going to move to Texas we 
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just waiting on you

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Coleman’s daddy he pulled up in the 
yard
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He said pack up you lives kids it’s 
getting to hard
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Kentucky’s alright but there’s too 
many people
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Just the other day I thought I saw
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 a church steeple

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Coleman said daddy you don’t you 
worry about me
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I'm going to stay here in Kentucky 
till the day I dee
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I'm going to drink that sourmash I’m
 gonna race that mare
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I got me a woman with the fox red 
hair

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Y’all been moving west since the day
 you go married
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Well I'm getting off the wagon daddy
 I'm too old to be carried
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I'm going to stay here in Kentucky 
where that bluegrass grows
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And I'm going to play it all night
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 down the new cut road

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Coleman’s daddy said now what’s it 
all coming to
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Young people these days are as 
stubborn as mules
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You can’t make him go he’s too old 
for that
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It’s that damned old fiddle and that
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 bowler hat

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Coleman’s mama said let the boy stay
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He’s was raised up solid he can find
 his own way
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But as for me honey I'm with you
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I always thought Kentucky was just 
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passing through

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Coleman’s little sister started in a
 crying
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And his daddy shook his head for the
 very last time
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Coleman’s mama said somebody’s got 
to do it
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There wouldn't be no Kentucky
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Unless you didn't stick to it 
Coleman

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Coleman Bonner stood on the porch of
 that cabin
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And watched em all go to Texas in a 
covered wagon
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He pulled out his fiddle and rosined
 up his bow
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And played a little tune called the 
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New Cut Road