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Guitar Rag lyrics
Way down in ol' Kentucky
There's a fella mighty lucky
By the way he makes a guitar moan
Hangin' round, singin' round a country store
Pickin' like a chicken, pickin' up corn
And every gal in the county, gathers all around him
â€~Cuz he's got rhythm in his bones
Their feet start jumpin', do the shuffle and drag
Every time they hear the rhythm of the guitar rag
He gets a moanin' tone, he makes it grumble and groan
When he gets to pickin' and a-pluckin' the strings
He can make a deacon do the buck-and-wing
All the fat and skinny does a little shimmy
And their heads start to wiggle and wag
Their feet start jumpin', do the shuffle and drag
Every time they hear the rhythm of the guitar rag
Way down in ol' Kentucky
There's a fella mighty lucky
By the way he makes a guitar moan
Part of these releases
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- Track 16 on The Best of Merle Travis: Sweet Temptation 1946-1953
- 15 Lawdy, What A Gal
- 17 Deep South
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