New Cut Road Lyrics - Guy Clark

Coleman Bonner was a fiddle playin' fool 

He's a backwoods rounder and a breaker of mules 

Coleman Bonner's got a wore out bow 

He's been playin' two days down the 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 gonna get another wagon and a good pair of mules 

And we gonna move to Texas we just waitin' on you 

Now Coleman's daddy he pulled up in the yard 

He said pack up your lives kids it's gettin' too hard 

Kentucky's alright but there's too many people 

Oh just the other day I thought I saw a church steeple 

Nope Coleman said daddy don't you worry bout me 

I'm gonna stay here in Kentucky till the day I D 

I'm gonna drink that sour mash and gonna race that mare 

And find that woman with the fox red hair 

Now you all been movin' west since the day you got married 

Well I'm gettin' off the wagon daddy I'm too old to be carried 

Gonna stay here in Kentucky where that bluegrass grow 

I'm gonna play it all night down the new cut road 

Now Coleman's daddy said what's it all comn' to 

Young people these days are just as stubborn as mules 

You can't make him go he's too old for that 

It's that damned old fiddle and that bowler hat 

Now Coleman's mama said let the boy stay 

Cause he's raised up solid and he can find his own way 

But as for me honey I'm with you