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♪ ♪ ♪ Now, you have heard and read about ♪ ♪ the state of Tennessee ♪ ♪ Down in the Southern states ♪ ♪ is where I want to be ♪ ♪ Where the valleys are so green ♪ ♪ And the mountains are so tall ♪ ♪ Well, you will know just what I mean ♪ ♪ When you hear them say "y'all" ♪ ♪ Tennessee ♪ ♪ Tennessee ♪ ♪ Tennessee ♪ ♪ I hear you calling me ♪ ♪ I hear you calling me ♪ ♪ The home of Davey Crockett ♪ ♪ in the hills of Tennessee ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ My mama always said to me ♪ ♪ "Now, Billy, please don't roam" ♪ ♪ Back when I was a little boy ♪ ♪ Around the folks back home ♪ ♪ Well, now my heart has gone away ♪ ♪ My heart is full of woe ♪ ♪ And when I think of Mom and Dad ♪ ♪ that's where I want to go ♪ ♪ Tennessee ♪ ♪ Tennessee ♪ ♪ Tennessee ♪ ♪ I hear you calling me ♪ ♪ I hear you calling me ♪ ♪ The home of Davey Crockett ♪ ♪ in the hills of Tennessee ♪ Yeah!

♪ ♪ If ever I get back to that state of Tennessee ♪ ♪ I tell you, there'll be no more roaming for me ♪ ♪ There there's a sweetheart ♪ ♪ Said she'd marry me ♪ ♪ If ever I get back to that state of Tennessee ♪ ♪ Tennessee ♪ ♪ Tennessee ♪ ♪ Tennessee ♪ ♪ I hear you calling me ♪ ♪ I hear you calling me ♪ [cheering and applause] ♪ The home of Davey Crockett ♪ ♪ in the hills of Tennessee ♪ ♪ [cheering and applause] ♪ ♪ ♪ These old blues, they got me down ♪ ♪ Since my sweet thing, she ain't around ♪ ♪ I'm as blue as I could be ♪ ♪ Just as blue as the deep blue sea ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ Woke up this morning, feeling so blue ♪ ♪ Couldn't sleep last night ♪ ♪ I was thinking of you ♪ ♪ Well, I tossed and turned ♪ ♪ Tears in my eyes ♪ ♪ Wondering why you said goodbye ♪ ♪ These old blues, they've got me down ♪ ♪ Since my sweet thing, she ain't around ♪ ♪ I'm as blue as I could be ♪ ♪ Just as blue as the deep blue sea ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ Now she's gone, what can I do?

♪ ♪ It's too late to start anew ♪ ♪ And true love is hard to find ♪ ♪ And it's too late to turn back time ♪ ♪ These old blues, they've got me down ♪ ♪ Since my sweet thing, she ain't around ♪ ♪ I'm as blue as I could be ♪ ♪ Just as blue as the deep blue sea ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ These old blues, they've got me down ♪ ♪ Since my sweet thing, she ain't around ♪ ♪ I'm as blue as I could be ♪ ♪ Just as blue as the deep blue sea ♪ ♪ Just as blue as the deep blue sea ♪ [cheering and applause] BILLY: Thank you, folks, so much and howdy to you.

We're so glad to be here at the Ryman tonight.

Me and the boys, we're all keyed up and ready to pick for you.

[cheering and applause] We hope you enjoy yourselves tonight.

[cheering] Now, we'd like to move down here into the key of three and do a song here... [noodling] ...by a great bluegrass band, uh, called the Dillards.

[cheering] [strumming] ♪ ♪ ♪ It's been ten long years since I left my home ♪ ♪ In the hollow where I was born ♪ ♪ Where the cool fall nights ♪ ♪ make the wood smoke rise ♪ ♪ And the fox hunter blows his horn ♪ ♪ I fell in love with a girl from the town ♪ ♪ I thought that she would be true ♪ ♪ I ran away to Charlottesville ♪ ♪ And worked in a sawmill or two ♪ ♪ What have they done to the old home place?

♪ ♪ Why did they tear it down?

♪ ♪ And why did I leave my plow in the field ♪ ♪ And look for a job in the town?

♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ Well, the girl ran off with somebody else ♪ ♪ And taverns took all my pay ♪ ♪ And here I stand where the old home stood ♪ ♪ Before they took it away ♪ ♪ Well, the geese fly south and the cold wind moans ♪ ♪ And I sit here and hang my head ♪ ♪ I've lost my love, I've lost my home ♪ ♪ And now I wish that I was dead ♪ ♪ What have they done to the old home place?

♪ ♪ Why did they tear it down?

♪ ♪ And why did I leave my plow in the field ♪ ♪ And look for a job in the town?

♪ All right, Greavey.

♪ Alex Hargreaves on the fiddle.

[cheering] ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ What have they done to the old home place?

♪ ♪ Why did they tear it down?

♪ ♪ And why did I leave my plow in the field ♪ ♪ And look for a job in the town?

♪ ♪ And why did I leave my plow in the field ♪ ♪ And look for a job in the town?

♪ ♪ [cheering and applause] Thank you, folks.

[cheering] [banjo strum] "Dark Hollow."

We're gonna do a song here, uh, that I just thought about.

[laughter] And, uh... Billy Failing's gonna kick it off for you.

♪ ♪ ♪ I'd rather be in some dark hollow ♪ ♪ Where the sun don't ever shine ♪ ♪ Than to be at home alone ♪ ♪ and knowing that you're gone ♪ ♪ Would cause me to lose my mind ♪ ♪ And blow your whistle, freight train ♪ ♪ Carry me far on down the track ♪ ♪ I'm going away, I'm leaving today ♪ ♪ I'm going but I ain't coming back ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ I'd rather be in some dark hollow ♪ ♪ Where the sun don't ever shine ♪ ♪ Than to be in some big city ♪ ♪ In a small room with her on my mind ♪ ♪ So, blow your whistle, freight train ♪ ♪ Carry me far on down the track ♪ ♪ I'm going away, I'm leaving today ♪ ♪ I'm going but I ain't coming back ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ I'd rather be in some dark hollow ♪ ♪ Where the sun don't ever shine ♪ ♪ Than to be at home alone ♪ ♪ And knowing that you're gone ♪ ♪ Would cause me to lose my mind ♪ ♪ And blow your whistle, freight train ♪ ♪ Carry me far on down the track ♪ ♪ I'm going away, I'm leaving today ♪ ♪ I'm going but I ain't coming back ♪ ♪ [cheering and applause] Thank you, folks, so much.

That's Billy Failing right there, originally from the state of Oregon, on the five-string banjo and most of the tenor vocal.

Probably let him get away with singing a little lead tonight.

If you'd please make him welcome, that's Billy Failing right there.

[cheering and applause] [strums guitar] [cheering] We're so glad to be here at the Ryman.

This is hallowed ground.

[audience whooping] Ground zero for bluegrass music.

[cheering] [noodling] And we're so honored and privileged to be able to play this music that we love so much for you folks, who we also love so much.

[cheering] [Billy chuckles] [strums guitar] Here's one called "Air Mail Special."

[cheering] ♪ ♪ Left New York this morning early ♪ ♪ Stack of mail so wide and high ♪ ♪ Sailing through the wild blue yonder ♪ ♪ It's that air mail special on the fly ♪ ♪ ♪ Over plains and high-topped mountains ♪ ♪ Over valleys deep and wide ♪ ♪ Carrying mail to California ♪ ♪ It's that air mail special on the fly ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ Can't you hear the motors humming?

♪ ♪ Hear them moan and cough and sigh ♪ ♪ Carrying mail to California ♪ ♪ It's that air mail special on the fly ♪ Yeah!

♪ Oh, play it again!

♪ ♪ Left New York this morning early ♪ ♪ Stack of mail so wide and high ♪ ♪ Sailing through the wild blue yonder ♪ ♪ It's that air mail special on the fly ♪ ♪ It's that air mail special on the fly ♪ ♪ [cheering and applause] Thank you so much.

[cheering] [strumming guitar] ♪ ♪ ♪ Somehow tonight I feel lonely, my darling ♪ ♪ Somehow tonight I feel blue ♪ ♪ Somehow tonight ♪ ♪ these tears of mine keep falling ♪ ♪ Come back, sweetheart, and be true ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ I thought your love ♪ ♪ was something I could treasure ♪ ♪ To brighten my pathway through the years ♪ ♪ And all I can see is darkness in the future ♪ ♪ I can't forget our happy years ♪ ♪ Somehow tonight I feel lonely, my darling ♪ ♪ Somehow tonight I feel blue ♪ ♪ Somehow tonight ♪ ♪ these tears of mine keep falling ♪ ♪ Come back, sweetheart, and be true ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ I never new what loneliness meant, darling ♪ ♪ Until I watched you walk away ♪ ♪ I long to hear you whisper that you love me ♪ ♪ That's why I miss our happy days ♪ ♪ Somehow tonight I feel lonely, my darling ♪ ♪ Somehow tonight I feel blue ♪ ♪ Somehow tonight ♪ ♪ these tears of mine keep falling ♪ ♪ Come back, sweetheart, and be true ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ Somehow tonight I feel lonely, my darling ♪ ♪ Somehow tonight I feel blue ♪ ♪ Somehow tonight ♪ ♪ these tears of mine keep falling ♪ ♪ Come back, sweetheart, and be true ♪ ♪ Come back, sweetheart, and be true ♪ ♪ [cheering and applause] Well, thank you, folks, so much.

We love and appreciate ya and are so glad you're here and... [cheering] ♪ ♪ ♪ In the deep rolling hills of old Virginia ♪ ♪ There's a place I love so well ♪ ♪ Where I spent many days in my childhood ♪ ♪ In a cabin where we used to dwell ♪ ♪ White dove will mourn in sorrow ♪ ♪ The willows will hang their heads ♪ ♪ I'll live my life in sorrow ♪ ♪ Since Mother and Daddy are dead ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ We were all so happy there together ♪ ♪ In our peaceful mountain home ♪ ♪ But the Savior needed angels up in heaven ♪ ♪ Now they sing around the great white throne ♪ ♪ ♪ White dove will mourn in sorrow ♪ ♪ The willows will hang their heads ♪ ♪ I'll live my life in sorrow ♪ ♪ Since Mother and Daddy are dead ♪ ♪ Aw, ain't that sweet good fiddlin'?

♪ ♪ ♪ As the years roll by, I often wonder ♪ ♪ If we will all be together someday ♪ ♪ And each night as I wander ♪ ♪ through the graveyard ♪ ♪ Darkness finds me where I kneel to pray ♪ ♪ ♪ White dove will mourn in sorrow ♪ ♪ The willows will hang their heads ♪ ♪ I'll live my life in sorrow ♪ ♪ Since Mother and Daddy are dead ♪ ♪ ♪ I'll live my life in sorrow ♪ ♪ Since Mother and Daddy ♪ ♪ are ♪ ♪ dead ♪ ♪ [cheering and applause] We're gonna call on our fiddle player, Alex Hargreaves here, to fiddle y'all a number.

Give it up for him, would you?

[cheering and applause] ♪ He's one of the best fiddlers to ever do it, and I'm proud to stand onstage with him every night, and it's a honor to hear him play, and it's a honor to play with him, and just what an amazing-- He's even a better person off the stage, I'm telling you that right now, he's... On and off the field, he's one of the best there is.

Here's "Big Sandy."

♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ Alex Hargreaves!

[cheering and applause] ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ [cheering] ♪ I was ♪ ♪ born way down in the Southland ♪ ♪ ♪ Twenty-some odd years ago ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ I ran away ♪ ♪ for the first time ♪ [audience whooping] ♪ When I was only four years old ♪ ♪ I'm a freeborn man ♪ ♪ My little home is on my back ♪ ♪ Yes, I know every inch of highway ♪ ♪ foot of back road, mile of railroad track ♪ ♪ ♪ I got a gal in Cincinnati ♪ ♪ A little woman in San Antone ♪ ♪ Well, I've always loved the girl next door ♪ ♪ 'cause anyplace is home ♪ ♪ I'm a freeborn man ♪ ♪ My little home is on my back ♪ ♪ Yes, I know every inch of highway ♪ ♪ foot of back road, mile of railroad track ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ Well, you may not like my appearance ♪ But how could you not?

♪ ♪ You may not like my song ♪ ♪ ♪ You may not like the way I talk ♪ ♪ but you like the way I'm gone ♪ ♪ I'm a freeborn man ♪ ♪ My little home is on my back ♪ ♪ Yes, I know every inch of highway ♪ ♪ foot of back road, mile of railroad track ♪ All right!

♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ I got this old Martin guitar ♪ ♪ I carry in a cardboard case ♪ ♪ I may not know no checkered flags ♪ ♪ but at least I'm in the race ♪ ♪ I'm a freeborn man ♪ ♪ My little home is on my back ♪ ♪ I know every inch of highway ♪ ♪ foot of back road, mile of railroad track ♪ ♪ ♪ Yeah, well, I'm right here at the Ryman ♪ ♪ With all of my best friends ♪ ♪ We're having such a damn good time ♪ ♪ We don't want this to end ♪ ♪ I'm a freeborn man ♪ ♪ My home is on my back ♪ ♪ Yes, I know every inch of highway ♪ ♪ foot of back road, mile of railroad track ♪ Here you go, Greavey.

♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ Well, I was born in the Southland ♪ ♪ Twenty-some odd years ago ♪ ♪ Ran away for the first time ♪ ♪ when I was three years old ♪ ♪ I'm a freeborn man ♪ ♪ My home is on my back ♪ ♪ I know every inch of highway ♪ ♪ foot of back road, mile of railroad track ♪ ♪ ♪ I know every inch of highway ♪ ♪ foot of back road, mile of railroad track ♪ Yeah!

♪ [cheering and applause] Ladies and gentlemen, please make welcome to the stage Rob McCoury!

[cheering and applause] Yeah!

How you doin', Rob?

Everybody say, "Hey, Rob!"

AUDIENCE: Hey, Rob!

ROB: I'm doin' great right now, man.

[cheering] These guys are rippin'.

[cheering] ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ [audience whooping] ♪ ♪ ♪ [cheering] ♪ ♪ [cheering] ♪ ♪ [cheering and applause] Well!

[cheering and applause] Well, uh, recently, folks, I was really so very happy to, uh, have gotten in the studio with my old man, my dad.

[cheering] And, uh... [audience shouting] ...and Rob was there.

Rob was there.

Rob played on the record that we made together.

We made the whole record, and, and, and, and Rob never had to, you know, overdub one thing or, you know, change one part.

Everything he played was just fine, you know, and I'm, and I asked him at the studio, I said, "Man, how'd you do that?

You got through the whole record with, you know, every take was the one."

And he said, "Man, them notes are flyin' by so fast anyways that nobody notices the wrong ones."

[laughter] [noodling] So, Rob McCoury.

[cheering and applause] ♪ ♪ I've lost all my money but a two-dollar bill ♪ ♪ Two-dollar bill, boys, two-dollar bill ♪ ♪ Lost all my money but a two-dollar bill ♪ ♪ I'm on my long journey home ♪ Yeah!

♪ ♪ There's black clouds a-risin' ♪ ♪ and it looks like some rain ♪ ♪ Looks like some rain, boys ♪ ♪ looks like some rain ♪ ♪ Black clouds a-risin' ♪ ♪ Lord, it looks like some rain ♪ ♪ I'm on my long journey home ♪ ♪ I lost all my money but a two-dollar bill ♪ ♪ Two-dollar bill, boys, two-dollar bill ♪ ♪ Lost all my money but a two-dollar bill ♪ ♪ I'm on my long journey home ♪ ♪ ♪ There's black clouds a-risin' ♪ ♪ and it surely is a train ♪ ♪ Surely is a train, boys, surely is a train ♪ ♪ Black clouds a-rising ♪ ♪ and it looks like a train ♪ ♪ Well, I'm on my long journey home ♪ ♪ I lost all my money but a two-dollar bill ♪ ♪ Two-dollar bill, boys, two-dollar bill ♪ ♪ Lost all my money but a two-dollar bill ♪ ♪ I'm on my long journey home ♪ ♪ ♪ There's a little girl a-waitin' ♪ ♪ and she's on down the line ♪ ♪ On down the line, boys, on down the line ♪ ♪ Little girl a-waitin' ♪ ♪ and she's on down the line ♪ ♪ I'm on my long journey home ♪ ♪ I lost all my money but a two-dollar bill ♪ ♪ Two-dollar bill, boys, two-dollar bill ♪ ♪ Lost all my money but a two-dollar bill ♪ ♪ I'm on my long journey home ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ I lost all my money but a two-dollar bill ♪ ♪ Two-dollar bill, boys, two-dollar bill ♪ ♪ Lost all my money but a two-dollar bill ♪ ♪ I'm on my long journey home ♪ ♪ Yes, I'm on my long journey home ♪ ♪ [cheering and applause] Woo!

Rob McCoury on the five-string banjo, ladies and gentlemen!

[cheering and applause] ♪ ♪ ♪ With her old man she came from Tipperary ♪ ♪ In the pioneer days of '42 ♪ ♪ Her old man was shot in Tombstone City ♪ ♪ For the making of his good old mountain dew ♪ ♪ Oh, come on down the mountain, Katy Daley ♪ ♪ Come on down the mountain, Katy, do ♪ ♪ Can't you hear us calling, Katy Daley?

♪ ♪ We want to drink your good old mountain dew ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ Wake up and pay attention, Katy Daley ♪ ♪ 'Cause I'm the judge that's gonna sentence you ♪ ♪ All the boys in court have drank your whiskey ♪ ♪ Well, to tell the truth, I drank a little, too ♪ ♪ Oh, come on down the mountain, Katy Daley ♪ ♪ Come on down the mountain, Katy, do ♪ ♪ Can't you hear us calling, Katy Daley?

♪ ♪ We want to drink your good old mountain dew ♪ Yeah!

♪ Yeah!

♪ ♪ So to the jail they took poor Katy Daley ♪ ♪ And pretty soon the gates were open wide ♪ ♪ Angels came to court for Katy Daley ♪ ♪ Took her far across the great divide ♪ ♪ Oh, come on down the mountain, Katy Daley ♪ ♪ Come on down the mountain, Katy, do ♪ ♪ Can't you hear us calling, Katy Daley?

♪ ♪ We want to drink your good old mountain dew ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ Oh, come on down the mountain, Katy Daley ♪ ♪ Come on down the mountain, Katy, do ♪ ♪ Can't you hear us calling, Katy Daley?

♪ ♪ We want to drink your good old mountain dew ♪ ♪ Oh, come on down the mountain, Katy Daley ♪ ♪ Come on down the mountain, Katy, do ♪ ♪ Can't you hear us calling, Katy Daley ♪ ♪ We want to drink your good old mountain dew ♪ ♪ [cheering] Thank you, folks!

[cheering and applause] [cheering subsides] [audience murmur] ♪ ♪ ♪ Well... ♪ ♪ High on the mountain, tell me what you see ♪ ♪ Bear tracks, bear tracks lookin' back at me ♪ ♪ Go and get your rifle before it's too late ♪ ♪ That bear's got a little pig ♪ ♪ headed for the gate ♪ ♪ He's big around the middle ♪ ♪ and he's broad across the rump ♪ ♪ Runnin' 90 miles an hour ♪ ♪ takin' 30 feet a jump ♪ ♪ Ain't never been caught ♪ ♪ He ain't never been treed ♪ ♪ Some folks say he looks a lot like me ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ I saved up my money and I bought me some bees ♪ ♪ And they started makin' honey way up in the trees ♪ ♪ Cut down the tree but my honey's all gone ♪ ♪ Old Slew-Foot done made himself at home ♪ ♪ He's big around the middle ♪ ♪ and he's broad across the rump ♪ ♪ Runnin' 90 miles an hour ♪ ♪ takin' 30 feet a jump ♪ ♪ Ain't never been caught ♪ ♪ He ain't never been treed ♪ ♪ Some folks say he looks a lot like me ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ Winter's comin' on and it's 20 below ♪ ♪ The river's froze over, so where can he go?

♪ ♪ We'll chase him up the gully ♪ ♪ We'll run him in the well ♪ ♪ Just to shoot him at the bottom ♪ ♪ just to listen to him yell ♪ ♪ He's big around the middle ♪ ♪ and he's broad across the rump ♪ ♪ Runnin' 90 miles an hour ♪ ♪ takin' 30 feet a jump ♪ ♪ Ain't never been caught ♪ ♪ He ain't never been treed ♪ ♪ Some folks say he looks a lot like me ♪ ♪ Ain't never been caught ♪ ♪ He ain't never been treed ♪ ♪ Some folks say he looks a lot like me ♪ [cheering and applause] Thank you, folks!

[cheering and applause] ♪ ♪ I was standin' by my window yesterday morning ♪ ♪ Without a thought of worry or care ♪ ♪ When I saw the postman coming up the pathway ♪ ♪ With such a happy face and jolly air ♪ ♪ ♪ Well, he rang the bell and whistled as he waited ♪ ♪ And then he said ♪ ♪ "Good morning to you, Jack" ♪ ♪ ♪ But he little knew ♪ ♪ the sorrow that he brought me ♪ ♪ When he handed me the letter edged in black ♪ ♪ ♪ With trembling hands ♪ ♪ I took the letter from him ♪ ♪ I opened it and this is what it read ♪ ♪ ♪ "Come home, my boy" ♪ ♪ "Your dear old daddy wants you" ♪ ♪ "Come home, my boy" ♪ ♪ "Your dear old mother's dead" ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ "Well, the few last words your mother ever uttered" ♪ ♪ "Was 'Tell my boy I want him to come back'" ♪ ♪ ♪ "My eyes are blurred" ♪ ♪ "My poor old heart is breaking" ♪ ♪ "While I'm writing you" ♪ ♪ "this letter edged in black" ♪ ♪ ♪ "Those angry words I wish I'd never spoken" ♪ ♪ "You know I did not mean them, don't you, Jack?"

♪ ♪ "May the angels bear me witness, I am asking" ♪ ♪ "Your forgiveness in this letter" ♪ ♪ "edged in black" ♪ ♪ [cheering] ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ Whoa!

♪ Ho!

♪ [cheering and applause] Jarrod Walker on the mandolin!

[cheering and applause] ♪ ♪ ♪ Hey, Mama ♪ ♪ ♪ Here's a letter from your son ♪ ♪ ♪ Well, I guess my city days are done, Ma ♪ ♪ ♪ And it ain't been three weeks ♪ ♪ since you came ♪ ♪ ♪ Hey, Mama ♪ ♪ ♪ I do remember what you said ♪ ♪ ♪ Say your prayers before you go to bed, son ♪ ♪ ♪ And remember city women ain't the same ♪ ♪ [cheering] ♪ I'm like a John Deere tractor ♪ ♪ in a half-acre field ♪ ♪ I'm trying to plow a furrow ♪ ♪ where the soil is made of steel ♪ ♪ Oh, I wish I was home, Ma ♪ ♪ where the bluegrass is growin' ♪ ♪ and the sweet country girls don't complain ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ Hey, Mama ♪ ♪ ♪ So much perfume I thought I'd drown ♪ ♪ ♪ And the Lord didn't seem to be nowhere around ♪ ♪ ♪ I fell like a flower on the vine ♪ ♪ ♪ Ah, she was pretty, Lord knows ♪ ♪ ♪ I thought that she would bring me joy ♪ ♪ ♪ She laughed and she called me ♪ ♪ country boy, boy ♪ ♪ ♪ And after she had been so kind ♪ ♪ ♪ I'm like a John Deere tractor ♪ ♪ in a half-acre field ♪ ♪ I'm trying to plow a furrow ♪ ♪ where the soil is made of steel ♪ ♪ Oh, I wish I was home, Ma ♪ ♪ where the bluegrass is growin' ♪ ♪ and the fire light shimmers and shines ♪ ♪ ♪ [cheering and applause] Thank you, folks!

You're so kind.

We appreciate it.

[cheering] ♪ ♪ ♪ Is it true that I've lost you?

♪ ♪ Am I not the only one?

♪ ♪ After all this pain and sorrow ♪ ♪ Darling, think of what you've done ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ Heart to heart, dear, how I need you ♪ ♪ Like the flowers need the dew ♪ ♪ Loving you has been my life, love ♪ ♪ I can't believe we're really through ♪ ♪ Is it true that I've lost you?

♪ ♪ Am I not the only one?

♪ ♪ After all this pain and sorrow ♪ ♪ Darling, think of what you've done ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ I'll go back to old Virginia ♪ ♪ Where the mountains reach the skies ♪ ♪ In those hills I learned to love you ♪ ♪ Now let me stay there till I die ♪ ♪ Is it true that I've lost you?

♪ ♪ Am I not the only one?

♪ ♪ After all this pain and sorrow ♪ ♪ Darling, think of what you've done ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ Is it true that I've lost you?

♪ ♪ Am I not the only one?

♪ ♪ After all this pain and sorrow ♪ ♪ Darling, think of what you've done ♪ ♪ Darling, think of what you've done ♪ [cheering and applause] BILLY: I like to do this song, while I'm talking about songs I've been doing since I was young or little.

I mean, this is one that my dad taught me when I was quite little, and it's always been one of my favorite little tunes.

[noodling] We did cut it on that record that I made with my dad.

♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ "Peartree."

♪ ♪ [cheering and applause] [audience shouting] ♪ ♪ ♪ You're my sweet blue-eyed darling ♪ ♪ And my love belongs to you ♪ ♪ All I ask of you, my darling ♪ ♪ ...of you, my darling ♪ ♪ Love me good and be true ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ Days come and go and I still love you ♪ ♪ And I see your smiling face ♪ ♪ Tell me, darling, that you love me ♪ ♪ And in my arms you're gonna stay ♪ ♪ You're my sweet blue-eyed darling ♪ ♪ And my love belongs to you ♪ ♪ All I ask of you, my darling ♪ ♪ ...of you, my darling ♪ ♪ Love me good and be true ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ Now today I want an answer ♪ ♪ And I want to hear you say ♪ ♪ You don't belong to another ♪ ♪ And in my arms you're gonna stay ♪ ♪ You're my sweet blue-eyed darling ♪ ♪ And my love belongs to you ♪ ♪ All I ask of you, my darling ♪ ♪ ...of you, my darling ♪ ♪ Love me good and be true ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ You're my sweet blue-eyed darling ♪ ♪ And my love belongs to you ♪ ♪ All I ask of you, my darling ♪ ♪ ...of you, my darling ♪ ♪ Love me good and be true ♪ ♪ Love me good and be true ♪ ♪ [cheering and applause] Thank you, folks!

Alex Hargreaves, Billy Failing, Royal Masat, Jarrod Walker.

I am Bill.

What a thrill.

[cheering and applause] ♪ ♪ Roll on, buddy, roll on ♪ ♪ Roll on, buddy, roll on ♪ ♪ You wouldn't roll so slow ♪ ♪ if you knew what I know ♪ ♪ Roll on, buddy, roll on ♪ ♪ ♪ I'm going to that east pay road ♪ ♪ I'm going to that east pay road ♪ ♪ I'm going to the east, I'm going to the west ♪ ♪ I'm going to the place that I love best ♪ ♪ Roll on, buddy, roll on ♪ ♪ Roll on, buddy, roll on ♪ ♪ You wouldn't roll so slow ♪ ♪ if you knew what I know ♪ ♪ Roll on, buddy, roll on ♪ ♪ ♪ I've got a good woman just the same ♪ ♪ I've got a good woman just the same ♪ ♪ Good woman just the same ♪ ♪ She'll change her name ♪ ♪ I've got a good woman just the same ♪ ♪ Well, roll on, buddy, roll on ♪ ♪ Roll on, buddy, roll on ♪ ♪ You wouldn't roll so slow ♪ ♪ if you knew what I know ♪ ♪ Roll on, buddy, roll on ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ Roll on, buddy, roll on ♪ ♪ Roll on, buddy, roll on ♪ ♪ You wouldn't roll so slow ♪ ♪ if you knew what I know ♪ ♪ Roll on, buddy, roll on ♪ ♪ You wouldn't roll so slow ♪ ♪ if you knew what I know ♪ ♪ Roll on, buddy, roll on ♪ ♪ [cheering and applause] Thank you, folks!

We love each and every one of you.

Thank you for coming tonight.

Get home safe.

Bluegrass music, people.

Love you!

[cheering and applause] [cheering and applause] [ovation builds] [recorded music playing over cheering] WOMAN: We love you, Billy!

We love you!

♪ I've lost all my money but a two-dollar bill ♪ ♪ Two-dollar bill, boys, two-dollar bill ♪ ♪ Lost all my money but a two-dollar bill ♪ ♪ I'm on my long journey home ♪ Yeah!

♪ ♪ There's black clouds a-risin' ♪ ♪ and it looks like some rain ♪ ♪ Looks like some rain, boys ♪ ♪ looks like some rain ♪ ♪ Black clouds a-risin' ♪ ♪ Lord, it looks like some rain ♪ ♪ I'm on my long journey home ♪ ♪ I lost all my money but a two-dollar bill ♪ ♪ Two-dollar bill, boys, two-dollar bill ♪ ♪ Lost all my money but a two-dollar bill ♪ ♪ I'm on my long journey home ♪ ♪ ANNOUNCER: This program is available with Passport because of your generous donation to your local PBS station.

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