High On Bluegrass ***
© Words and Music: P. Smith / J.Weaver/Donna Aylor

I was offered some when I was young
But I turned it down
Well I tried it, I just never did
When my friends were around
I was a closet smoker
I'd slip outta class
Get a double shot of Rocky Top
Man, I loved that grass

CHORUS
Getting’ high on blue grass
Thanks to my dear ole dad
He'd light me up and let me go
Yeah, he taught me how to roll
Fired it up on those dueling banjos


I made it through most of school
Without anyone in town
Knowing ‘bout the habit that I had
Until they heard the sound
Coming through the window
They listened through the glass
Heard the songs of Bill Monroe
Man, I love that grass

REPEAT CHORUS

add BRIDGE ***
It’s a habit
Gotta have it
I’m addicted
Can’t quit it

REPEAT CHORUS
He’d light me up and let me go
Yeah he taught me how to roll
Fired it up on those dueling banjos