Number 73987

[Verse 1]
I was born jewel-eyed that night, in 1923
In a barber shop in Florida, that's where the master found me
Lived for an orchestra that wouldn't be my fate
I'd helped form a brand-new sound from the Grand Ole Opry stage
From Jerusalem region, old roads lead to gaslit schoolhouse stage
Miles and miles of backroads in the back of a Chevrolet
From the baseball games and tent shows, each day I work the phone
And the music of America was born

[Chorus]
Blue moon of Kentucky, been running up a pеn
Across the land that ain't for me, time and timе again
Just a second-hand man to love, hanging on the wall
Till the master's hands changed it all

[Verse 2]
Now, Bill Monroe was dressed in [?] the ole Kentucky claim
And I'm in the hall of fame, proudly on display
The folks, they come from 'round the world to see me once again
And hear the music I created, in the master's hands

[Chorus]
Blue moon of Kentucky, been running up a pen
Across the land that ain't for me, time and time again
Just a second-hand man to love, hanging on the wall
Till the master's hands changed it all
Just a second-hand man to love, hanging on the wall
Till the master's hands changed it all