It’s fare thee well my old true lover. I never expect to see you again.
For I’m bound to ride that northern railroad. Perhaps I’ll die upon this train. 
It’s fare thee well my old true lover. I never expect to see you again.
For I’m bound to ride that northern railroad. Perhaps I’ll die upon this train.
My grandpa didn’t really listen to any music. In fact in all the years I knew him I don’t think I ever heard him listen to any. After he passed my brother randomly clicked the eject disc button in his truck and the movie soundtrack for o brother where art thou? slid out. We’ve been bluegrass fans ever since.