Shady Grove

(albüm: Roots - 1968)

Beyond this maze of city streets
Beyond these painted faces
There's a road that leads to cool green fields
And girls that dress in laces

Everyone has a front porch swing
Every house a parlour
When the throat is dry an' parched with thirst
There's more than just spring water

Shady Grove, my little miss
Shady Grove, my darling
Shady Grove, my little miss
Come with me to Harlan

Chestnut hair in the morning sun
Looks like it's catching on fire
She's long, she's lean, she won't run
She fills me with desire

Kentucky eyes look up at me
From a bed of yellow daisies
The sun is warm, her kiss is hot
She's gonna drive me crazy

Shady Grove, my little miss
Shady Grove, my darling
Shady Grove, my little miss
Come with me to Harlan

Shady Grove, my little miss
Shady Grove, my darling
Shady Grove, my little miss
Come with me to Harlan

Shady Grove, my little miss
Shady Grove, my darling
Shady Grove, my little miss
Come with me to Harlan