[Verse 1] I was born jeweleyed that night, in 1923 In a barber shop in Florida, thats where the master found me Lived for an orchestra that wouldnt be my fate Id helped form a brandnew sound from the Grand Ole Opry state From Jerusalem region, old roads lead to gaslit schoolhouse stage Miles and miles of backbone in the back of a Chevrolet From the baseball games and ten shows, each day I work the phone And the music of America was born [Chorus] Blue moon of Kntucky, been running up a pen Across the land ther aint for me, time and time again Just a secondhand man to love, hanging on the wall Till the masters hands changed it all [Verse 2] Now, Bill Monroe was dressed in [?] the ole Kentucky claim And Im in the hall of fame, proudly on display The folks, they come from round the world to see me once again And hear the music I created, in the masters hands [Chorus] Blue moon of Kentucky, been running up a pen Across the land there aint for me, time and time again Just a secondhand man to love, hanging on the wall Till the masters hands changed it all Just a secondhand man to love, hanging on the wall Till the masters hands changed it all
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