[Verse 1]
It's been five years, come this autumn
She remembers well the day
The day the fever got him
And took him far away
Far away from always knowing
That the love they shared was true
Far away the fiddler's bowing
The grass forever blue
[Verse 2]
It was in the dead of winter
When her man first caught the chill
And he said he heard the angels singing
"Cabin on the Hill"
Through the springtime he was groaning
"The good times are past and gone"
By the summer she was moaning
"Love, O lover, please come home"
[Chorus]
Now she stands out in the midnight in the moonlight all aglow
She prays to Carter Stanley, "Won't you please tell Bill Monroe
"Rather be in some dark holler or some dark deep shady grove
Than to be a bluegrass widow"
It's been five years, come this autumn
She remembers well the day
The day the fever got him
And took him far away
Far away from always knowing
That the love they shared was true
Far away the fiddler's bowing
The grass forever blue
[Verse 2]
It was in the dead of winter
When her man first caught the chill
And he said he heard the angels singing
"Cabin on the Hill"
Through the springtime he was groaning
"The good times are past and gone"
By the summer she was moaning
"Love, O lover, please come home"
[Chorus]
Now she stands out in the midnight in the moonlight all aglow
She prays to Carter Stanley, "Won't you please tell Bill Monroe
"Rather be in some dark holler or some dark deep shady grove
Than to be a bluegrass widow"
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