In a town called Rough and Ready They had wild and crazy ways, There were gold-mad forty-niners There were girls with wayward ways, Some had Bibles in their pockets, Some had gun-belts on display, But they fought and prayed together In those Rough and Read …

There were diamonds on the ground They were scattered all around, In eighteen-seventy-two, Two cousins from Kentucky Said they sure got lucky When they found that precious view.   Those Kentucky cousins Found diamonds by the dozens Back in eighteen seventy …

‘Twas back in eighteen sixty-one when Wilmer found the war Where only peaceful shocks of corn had stood the day before, That Civil War ignited on his old Manassas farm Then Wilmer packed his family up and moved away from harm.   So Wilmer left Manassas and …

On the blazing fields of battle Of our second world war, Some soldiers wielded weapons No one ever tried before, They used their native language Like a gun against the foe, Helping turn the tide of war With their code of Navajo.   Their code of Navajo Neve …

Your birthday fiddle filled the air In nineteen twenty-five, Your broadcast sent the signal out Country is alive, With iron wills and steel guitars They traveled to your door, From orange blossom country To the wide Pacific shore.   Your grand ole walls Se …

Back in nineteen seventy With music-making schemes, A group of friends put up a barn From broken boards and dreams, The word spread like a forest fire To every house and farm, There's bluegrass music cookin' in The Everetts' Music Barn.   Off Stonecypher R …

The word was out in Washington There's gonna to be a fight, So they headed out to watch it In the middle of the night, They came in gowns with parasols And suits with walking canes, To cheer their boys to vict'ry in The army's first campaign.   Those south …

In spring of eighteen forty-one, across our nation’s plains A party headed westward with a lot more nerve than brains, They’d heard of California with its wonders on display They knew everything about it, but they didn’t know the way.   It lay somewhere to …

I've always heard that time Heals the wounds of the heart, But the ticking of the clock Is just tearing me apart, When you packed up your love You left some memories behind, Since you've gone from my sight I've gone out of my mind.   Out of sight, out of m …

A hundred-fifty years have passed But stories still remain, When dreams were packed in handcarts And were pulled across the plains.   Their carts were not prepared in time, And spring had passed them by, They didn't start their journey 'Till the middle of …