Ringing through the pines
Smokey gold and that band of his
Got honey in their eyes
The bootleggers wisdom
Says leave the law behind
Roan county banjo
You old friend of mine
Find your meadow, find your way
When you speak be sure what you say
Say what you feel and throw the rest away
Throw the rest away
Polly put the kettle on
It's been morning now for days
There's a rooster in the kitchen
Who says he ain't been paid
I surely would oblige him
For I am a honest soul
But there's something in his pleading
And frankly I'm not sold
Find your shadow, slip away
When you speak, be sure what you say
Say what you feel, throw the rest away
Throw the rest away, throw the rest away
It's a long road around my love
Be on your way, by water, by star
A cold north wind brings the day
A change in the air
Now we see far
It's true a pack of lies
Try to drag you down
In the heart of sadness
There is a lonely sound
Roan county banjo
Alive as you or I
If these days were any sweeter
They'd be peach blossom wine
It's hard to find a sinner
At the break the of dawn
If you don't know where that is
Just listen to this song
Find your meadow, find your way
When you speak be sure what you say
Say what you feel and throw the rest away
Throw the rest away
Throw the rest away
Roan county banjo Ringing through the pines Smokey gold and that band of his Got honey in their eyes The bootleggers wisdom Says leave the law behind Roan county banjo You old friend of mine Find your meadow, find your way When you speak be sure what you say Say what you feel and throw the rest away Throw the rest away Polly put the kettle on It's been morning now for days There's a rooster in the kitchen Who says he ain't been paid I surely would oblige him For I am a honest soul But there's something in his pleading And frankly I'm not sold Find your shadow, slip away When you speak, be sure what you say Say what you feel, throw the rest away Throw the rest away, throw the rest away It's a long road around my love Be on your way, by water, by star A cold north wind brings the day A change in the air Now we see far It's true a pack of lies Try to drag you down In the heart of sadness There is a lonely sound Roan county banjo Alive as you or I If these days were any sweeter They'd be peach blossom wine It's hard to find a sinner At the break the of dawn If you don't know where that is Just listen to this song Find your meadow, find your way When you speak be sure what you say Say what you feel and throw the rest away Throw the rest away Throw the rest away Explain Request ×
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