Bill Monroe & His Bluegrass Boys - Y'all Come Lyrics
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Y'all Come
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What Are The Lyrics For Y'all Come By Bill Monroe & His Bluegrass Boys?
When you live in the country
Everybody is your neighbor On this one thing you can rely They'll all come to see you And never, ever leave you Sayin' you all come to see us by and by Why'all come! (Y'all come!) Why'all come! (Y'all come!) Well, you all come to see us now and then Why'all come! (Y'all come!) Why'all come! (Y'all come!) Well, you all come to see us when you can Kin folks a-comin' They're comin' by the dozen Eatin' everything from soup to hay And right after dinner They ain't looking any thinner And here's what you hear them say Why'all come! (Y'all come!) Why'all come! (Y'all come!) Well, you all come to see us now and then Why'all come! (Y'all come!) Why'all come! (Y'all come!) Well, you all come to see us when you can Grandma's a-wishin' They'd come to the kitchen And help do the dishes right away But they all start a-leavin' But even though she's grievin' You can still hear Grandma say Why'all come! (Y'all come!) Why'all come! (Y'all come!) Well, you all come to see us now and then Why'all come! (Y'all come!) Why'all come! (Y'all come!) Well, you all come to see us when you can |
Who Wrote Y'all Come By Bill Monroe & His Bluegrass Boys?
Arlie Duff
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What's The Duration Of The Y'all Come By Bill Monroe & His Bluegrass Boys?The duration of Y'all Come is 1:03 minutes and seconds. |
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