The rhythm circles round and round
The banjo chuckles and the fiddle cries
Through the guitar’s climbing harmonies
Our bluegrass music soars and sighs
Begin with blues of trouble, loss
The next, a freight train’s rhythmic ride
Then turn to faith and glory land
And end at the old home countryside
What other songs can lift the soul
Can sing its joy and cry its tears
To capture in one melody
Life’s hopes and sorrows, love and fears
