An Old Time Family Bluegrass Band - The Oak Ridge Boys

We catch our memories wandering through the past from time to time

As a mountain families' music fills again inside our mind

We dream about Euganean Hills and West Virginian land

And an old time family blue grass band.

Our God fearing mum and daddy raised us young ‘uns on a song

By the banks where old new river gently sways and rolled along

Where once upon a time there dwelled a close knit mountain clan

An old time family blue grass band.

You never heard the like of melodies our family played

The guitar kept the rhythm as the fiddle sawed away

We recall a banjo ringing and a singing mandolin

In an old time family blue grass band.

Daddy slapped the upright, mamma strummed the other part

We couldn’t read the music we just played it all by heart

Lord hallowed songs just flowed across that fertile mountain land

In an old time family blue grass band.

I see us sitting round the porch on starry summer nights

I remember how the music made my world seem good and right

When all the folks would raise their happy voices and join in

With the old time family blue grass band.

You never heard the like of melodies our family played

The guitar kept the rhythm as the fiddle sawed away

We recall a banjo ringing and a singing mandolin

In an old time family blue grass band.

Yes an old time family blue grass band.