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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