| Song | Is The Grass Any Bluer |
| Artist | Rhonda Vincent |
| Album | The Storm Still Rages |
| 作词 : Batten, Moore, Seals | |
| You rolled out of | |
| Rosine, a dedicated man. | |
| You drove those country back roads to a thousand one-night stands. | |
| The music from your mandolin, spread like wildfire in the wind, | |
| And echoed through the hollows and the hills, so tell me, | |
| Bill: Is the grass any bluer on the other side? | |
| Did it look like gold | |
| Kentucky when the gates swung open wide? | |
| Bet the good | |
| Lord’s got you playin’ somewhere up there every night. | |
| Is the grass any bluer on the other side? | |
| Instrumental break. | |
| I heard you on the | |
| Opry when | |
| I was just a kid. | |
| I tried my best to learn to sing and play the way you did. | |
| Just like me, the day you died, the guitars and the fiddles cried. | |
| The music ain’t the same without you, | |
| Bill; we miss you still. | |
| Is the grass any bluer on the other side? | |
| Did it look like gold | |
| Kentucky when the gates swung open wide? | |
| Bet the good | |
| Lord’s got you playin’ somewhere up there every night. | |
| Is the grass any bluer on the other side? | |
| Instrumental break. | |
| Just like me, the day you died, the guitars and the fiddles cried. | |
| The music ain’t the same without you, | |
| Bill; we miss you still. | |
| Is the grass any bluer on the other side? | |
| Did it look like gold | |
| Kentucky when the gates swung open wide? | |
| Bet the good | |
| Lord’s got you playin’ somewhere up there every night. | |
| Is the grass any bluer on the other side? | |
| Is the grass any bluer on the other side? |
| zuò cí : Batten, Moore, Seals | |
| You rolled out of | |
| Rosine, a dedicated man. | |
| You drove those country back roads to a thousand onenight stands. | |
| The music from your mandolin, spread like wildfire in the wind, | |
| And echoed through the hollows and the hills, so tell me, | |
| Bill: Is the grass any bluer on the other side? | |
| Did it look like gold | |
| Kentucky when the gates swung open wide? | |
| Bet the good | |
| Lord' s got you playin' somewhere up there every night. | |
| Is the grass any bluer on the other side? | |
| Instrumental break. | |
| I heard you on the | |
| Opry when | |
| I was just a kid. | |
| I tried my best to learn to sing and play the way you did. | |
| Just like me, the day you died, the guitars and the fiddles cried. | |
| The music ain' t the same without you, | |
| Bill we miss you still. | |
| Is the grass any bluer on the other side? | |
| Did it look like gold | |
| Kentucky when the gates swung open wide? | |
| Bet the good | |
| Lord' s got you playin' somewhere up there every night. | |
| Is the grass any bluer on the other side? | |
| Instrumental break. | |
| Just like me, the day you died, the guitars and the fiddles cried. | |
| The music ain' t the same without you, | |
| Bill we miss you still. | |
| Is the grass any bluer on the other side? | |
| Did it look like gold | |
| Kentucky when the gates swung open wide? | |
| Bet the good | |
| Lord' s got you playin' somewhere up there every night. | |
| Is the grass any bluer on the other side? | |
| Is the grass any bluer on the other side? |