E Coalman Bonner was a fiddle playing fool B He was a backwoods rounder and a breaker of mules Coalman Bonner’s got a worn out bow E He been playing two days down a 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 going to get another wagon and a good pair of mules And we going to move to Texas we just waiting on you Coleman's daddy pulled up in the yard He said pack up your lives kids it's getting too hard Kentucky's alright but there's too many people Well just the other day I thought I saw a church steeple Coleman said daddy don't you worry bout me I'm going to stay here in Kentucky till the day I d I'm going to drink that sourmash I'm going to race that mare And find that woman with the fox red hair Now you all been moving west since the day you got married Well I'm getting off the wagon daddy I'm too old to be carried Going to stay here in Kentucky where the bluegrass grow I'm going to play it all night down the new cut road Coleman's daddy said now what's it all comn' to Young people these days they just as stubborn as mules You can't make him go naw he's too old for that It's that damned ole fiddle and that bolder hat Coleman's mama said let the boy stay Because he's raised up solid he can find his own way But as for me honey I'm with you I always thought Kentucky was just passing through Coleman's little sister then she started into a crying And his daddy shook his head for the very last time Coleman's mama said somebody's got to do it Wouldn't be no Kentucky less you didn't stick to it Coleman Coleman Bonner stood on the porch of that cabin Watched them all go to Texas in a covered wagon He pulled out his fiddle and he rosined up his bow And he played a little tune called the new cut road | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsE B |