Lester Flatt
Down the Road
Now down the road just a mile or twoLives a little girl named Pearly BlueAbout so high and her hair is brownThe Prettiest thing boys in this townNow anytime you want to knowWhere I'm going, down the roadGet my girl on the lineYou'll find me there most any old timeNow everyday and Sunday tooI go to see my Pearly BlueBefore you hear that rooster crowYou'll see me headed down the roadNow old man Flatt he owned the farmFrom the hog lot to the barnFrom the barn to the railHe made his living by carrying the mailNow every time I get the bluesI walk the soles right off my shoesI don't know why I love her soThat gal of mine lives down the road
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