She rolled out, I rolled one up
She moved on, and I´m still stuck
Where the porch don´t swing, and time don´t fly
She´s down the road, and I´m here high

Smokin´ bluegrass on a Friday night
Same ole stoned alone
Blowin´ smoke rings in the pale moonlight
She ain´t the only one gone
Her wheels keep turning, I keep burning
Lit like a flame on a match
Turnin´ new shades of never coming back
Smokin´ bluegrass

Like Bill Monroe, I´m in the pines again
High and Lonesome I got Scruggs on 10
Since she took off for them greener pastures
My eyes stay red while I´m trying to get past her

Smokin´ bluegrass on a Friday night
Same ole stoned alone
Blowin´ smoke rings in the pale moonlight
She ain´t the only one gone

Her wheels keep turning, I keep burning
Lit like a flame on a match
Turnin´ new shades of never coming back
Smokin´ bluegrass
Smokin´ bluegrass

There´s a clear skies above them clouds
So I´m gettin´ till the good runs out

Smokin´ bluegrass on a Friday night
Same ole stoned alone
Blowin´ smoke rings in the pale moonlight
She ain´t the only one gone
Her wheels keep turning, I keep burning
Lit like a flame on a match
Turnin´ new shades of never coming back
Smokin´ bluegrass
Smokin´ bluegrass