Lyrics
My grass is blue
That's how it grows
Since I lost you
My grass is blue
I met him in Kentucky at an old saloon
He was bowin' fiddle with the band
He kissed me underneath the Appalachian moon
That night when he became my man
Two hearts singing in perfect harmony
I never thought that one day, he'd be leaving me
My grass is blue
That's how it grows
Since I lost you
My grass is blue
His talk was sweeter than a mandolin
Each line seemed right out of a song
He took me somewhere that I've never been
Like a fool, I went right along
And now when I hear that high and lonesome sound
I look to find him out there, but he's not around
My grass is blue
That's how it grows
Since I lost you
My grass is blue
Since I lost you
My grass is blue