Bill Monroe — Shady Grove

Shady Grove my little love Shady Grove my darlin Shady Grove my little love I'm a goin' back to Harlem Went to see my Shady Grove She's a standin in the door Her shoes and stockins in her hand And her little bare feet on the floor Shady Grove my little love Shady Grove my darlin Shady Grove my little love I'm a goin' back to Harlem Lips as red as the bloomin Rose And eyes o' the prettiest brown She's the darling of my heart Prettiest little thing in town Shady Grove my little love Shady Grove my darlin Shady Grove my little love I'm a goin' back to Harlem I wish I had a big fine horse And corn to feed him on And Shady Grove to stay at home And feed him when I'm gone Shady Grove my little love Shady Grove my darlin Shady Grove my little love I'm a goin' back to Harlem When I was a little boy I wanted a Barlowe knife And now I want little Shady Grove To say she'll be my wife Shady Grove my little love Shady Grove my darlin Shady Grove my little love I'm a goin' back to Harlem