Lyrics Trixie Mattel – Bluegrass
Text:
I’ve got parts of me in Milwaukee
And I’ve got pieces in Minne, in St. Paul
And I knew that I got lucky in the bluegrass of Kentucky
But bluegrass, you don’t love me after all
There’s a saying where I come from
Watching pots will never make them boil
When I watched you walk away
I was boiling that day
I was burning like a hundred drums of oil
‘Cause I got parts of me in Milwaukee
And I got pieces in Minne, in St. Paul
And I knew that I got lucky
In the bluegrass of Kentucky
But bluegrass, you don’t love me after all
No, no, bluegrass you don’t love me after all
There’s a saying where I come from
Never count your chickens ’til they hatch
Nothing sadder than a picture
Of a catcher and a pitcher
Counting on each other for the catch
‘Cause I got parts (parts) of me in Milwaukee
And I got pieces in Minne, in St. Paul
And I knew that I got lucky
In the bluegrass of Kentucky
But bluegrass, you don’t love me after all
No, no, bluegrass, you don’t love me after all
There’s a saying where I come from
Playing ’round with fire gets you burned
Well, I’ll wear my third degrees
I’ll keep burning in Kentucky ’til I learn
‘Cause I got parts (parts) of me in Milwaukee
And I got pieces in Minne, in St. Paul
And I knew that I got lucky
In the bluegrass of Kentucky
But bluegrass, you don’t love me after all
No, no, bluegrass, you don’t love me after all
‘Cause I got parts (parts) of me in Milwaukee
And I got pieces in Minne, in St. Paul
And I knew that I got lucky
In the bluegrass of Kentucky
But bluegrass, you don’t love me after all
No, no, bluegrass, you don’t love me after all
And some day when I go to your old Kentucky home
I know you’ve got that chain upon your door
And boy, if you unlock it, there’s no ring in my front pocket
Bluegrass, I don’t love you anymore
No, no, bluegrass, I don’t love you anymore