New Cut Road Lyrics
| Song | New Cut Road |
| Artist | Guy Clark |
| Album | Live From Austin TX |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Coleman Bonner was a fiddle playin’ fool | |
| A backwoods rounder and a breaker of mules | |
| Coleman Bonner’s got a wore out bow | |
| He’s been playin two days down the new cut road | |
| Coleman’s little sister said you better act right Coleman | |
| Daddy;s gone to Louisville He’ll be back tonight | |
| He’s gonna get another wagon and a good pair of mules | |
| And we gonna move to Texas we just waitin’ on you | |
| Coleman’s daddy he pulled up in the yard | |
| He said pack up you lives kids it’s gettin’ to hard | |
| Kentucky’s alright but there’s too many people | |
| Just the other day I thought I saw a church steeple | |
| Coleman said daddy you don’t neet to worry ‘bout me | |
| I’m gonna stay here in Kentucky till the day I d. | |
| I’m gonna drink that sourmash and race that mare | |
| I got me a woman with the fox red hair | |
| Y’all been movin’ west since the day you go married | |
| Well I’m gettin’ off the wagon daddy I’m too old to be carried | |
| I’m gonna stay here in Kentucky where the bluegrass grows | |
| And I’m gonna play it all night down the new cut road | |
| Coleman’s daddy said now what’s it all comin’ to | |
| Young people these days are as stubborn as mules | |
| You can’t make him go he’s too old for that | |
| It’s that damned old fiddle and that bowler hat | |
| Coleman’s mama said le the boy stay cause | |
| He’s raised up right and he can find his own way | |
| But as for me honey I’m with you | |
| I always thought Kentucky was just passin’ through | |
| Coleman’s little sister started in a crying | |
| And his daddy shook his head for the very last time | |
| Coleman’s mama said somebody’s gotta do it | |
| There wouldn’t be no Kentucky unless you didn’t stick to it Coleman | |
| Coleman Bonner stood on the porch of that cabin | |
| And watched em all go to Texas in a covered wagon | |
| He pulled out his fiddle and rosined up his bow | |
| And played a little tune called the New Cut Road |
| Coleman Bonner was a fiddle playin' fool | |
| A backwoods rounder and a breaker of mules | |
| Coleman Bonner' s got a wore out bow | |
| He' s been playin two days down the new cut road | |
| Coleman' s little sister said you better act right Coleman | |
| Daddy s gone to Louisville He' ll be back tonight | |
| He' s gonna get another wagon and a good pair of mules | |
| And we gonna move to Texas we just waitin' on you | |
| Coleman' s daddy he pulled up in the yard | |
| He said pack up you lives kids it' s gettin' to hard | |
| Kentucky' s alright but there' s too many people | |
| Just the other day I thought I saw a church steeple | |
| Coleman said daddy you don' t neet to worry ' bout me | |
| I' m gonna stay here in Kentucky till the day I d. | |
| I' m gonna drink that sourmash and race that mare | |
| I got me a woman with the fox red hair | |
| Y' all been movin' west since the day you go married | |
| Well I' m gettin' off the wagon daddy I' m too old to be carried | |
| I' m gonna stay here in Kentucky where the bluegrass grows | |
| And I' m gonna play it all night down the new cut road | |
| Coleman' s daddy said now what' s it all comin' to | |
| Young people these days are as stubborn as mules | |
| You can' t make him go he' s too old for that | |
| It' s that damned old fiddle and that bowler hat | |
| Coleman' s mama said le the boy stay cause | |
| He' s raised up right and he can find his own way | |
| But as for me honey I' m with you | |
| I always thought Kentucky was just passin' through | |
| Coleman' s little sister started in a crying | |
| And his daddy shook his head for the very last time | |
| Coleman' s mama said somebody' s gotta do it | |
| There wouldn' t be no Kentucky unless you didn' t stick to it Coleman | |
| Coleman Bonner stood on the porch of that cabin | |
| And watched em all go to Texas in a covered wagon | |
| He pulled out his fiddle and rosined up his bow | |
| And played a little tune called the New Cut Road |
| Coleman Bonner was a fiddle playin' fool | |
| A backwoods rounder and a breaker of mules | |
| Coleman Bonner' s got a wore out bow | |
| He' s been playin two days down the new cut road | |
| Coleman' s little sister said you better act right Coleman | |
| Daddy s gone to Louisville He' ll be back tonight | |
| He' s gonna get another wagon and a good pair of mules | |
| And we gonna move to Texas we just waitin' on you | |
| Coleman' s daddy he pulled up in the yard | |
| He said pack up you lives kids it' s gettin' to hard | |
| Kentucky' s alright but there' s too many people | |
| Just the other day I thought I saw a church steeple | |
| Coleman said daddy you don' t neet to worry ' bout me | |
| I' m gonna stay here in Kentucky till the day I d. | |
| I' m gonna drink that sourmash and race that mare | |
| I got me a woman with the fox red hair | |
| Y' all been movin' west since the day you go married | |
| Well I' m gettin' off the wagon daddy I' m too old to be carried | |
| I' m gonna stay here in Kentucky where the bluegrass grows | |
| And I' m gonna play it all night down the new cut road | |
| Coleman' s daddy said now what' s it all comin' to | |
| Young people these days are as stubborn as mules | |
| You can' t make him go he' s too old for that | |
| It' s that damned old fiddle and that bowler hat | |
| Coleman' s mama said le the boy stay cause | |
| He' s raised up right and he can find his own way | |
| But as for me honey I' m with you | |
| I always thought Kentucky was just passin' through | |
| Coleman' s little sister started in a crying | |
| And his daddy shook his head for the very last time | |
| Coleman' s mama said somebody' s gotta do it | |
| There wouldn' t be no Kentucky unless you didn' t stick to it Coleman | |
| Coleman Bonner stood on the porch of that cabin | |
| And watched em all go to Texas in a covered wagon | |
| He pulled out his fiddle and rosined up his bow | |
| And played a little tune called the New Cut Road |
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