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Deep away in the bluegrass pines
Where the wide, white river of the whiskey winds
Deep away in the bluegrass pines
Glory in the territory, the sanctuary chimes
Wanted to tell you about a friend of mine
(Whiskey river in the bluegrass pines)
Wanted you to call it the roving kind
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Life seems short when you live forever
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Wasn't so smart but pretty damn clever
By the whiskey river in the bluegrass pines
Deep away in the bluegrass pines
Where the wide, white river of the whiskey winds
Deep away in the bluegrass pines
Glory in the territory, the sanctuary chimes
We both belong to the same damn train gang
(Whiskey river in the bluegrass pines)
Me and my late friend lash the roof
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Wait 'til morning when the tide rolls out
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Things we'd rather not talk about
By the whiskey river in the bluegrass pines
Deep away in the bluegrass pines
Where the wide, white river of the whiskey winds
Deep away in the bluegrass pines
Glory in the territory, the sanctuary chimes
Deep in the bluegrass forest at midnight
Moon turned down as soft as candlelight
Mandolins stutter and banjos fray
While the last electric stars grow pale
In the pallor of twilight, guitars creep
From under the bracken where they sleep
Tones of strange tune
Full choir of wolf fogs crooning deep away
Deep away in the bluegrass pines
Glory in the territory, the sanctuary chimes
Set out on gator back from Lake Dyea
Twelve-string banjo in my left hand
Busted up seven along the way
Five's all I got left to play
Days gone by out on the run
But little good or harm we've done
Those who died, the rest still dying
By the whiskey river in the bluegrass pines
Deep away in the bluegrass pines
Glory in the territory, the cemetery chimes
Been on the wagon ninety-nine years
Make it one more, you owe me a beer
Deep away in the bluegrass pines
Where the wide, white river of the whiskey winds
Deep away in the bluegrass pines
Glory in the territory, the sanctuary chimes