Lyrics:

Coleman Bonner was a fiddle playin fool
A backwoods rounder and a breaker of mules
Coleman Bonners got a wore out bow
Hes been playin two days down the new cut road

Colemans little sister said you better act right Coleman
Daddy;s gone to Louisville Hell be back tonight
Hes gonna get another wagon and a good pair of mules
And we gonna move to Texas we just waitin on you

Colemans daddy he pulled up in the yard
He said pack up you lives kids its gettin to hard
Kentuckys alright but theres too many people
Just the other day I thought I saw a church steeple

Coleman said daddy you dont neet to worry bout me
Im gonna stay here in Kentucky till the day I d.
Im gonna drink that sourmash and race that mare
I got me a woman with the fox red hair

Yall been movin west since the day you go married
Well Im gettin off the wagon daddy Im too old to be carried
Im gonna stay here in Kentucky where the bluegrass grows
And Im gonna play it all night down the new cut road

Colemans daddy said now whats it all comin to
Young people these days are as stubborn as mules
You cant make him go hes too old for that
Its that damned old fiddle and that bowler hat

Colemans mama said le the boy stay cause
Hes raised up right and he can find his own way
But as for me honey Im with you
I always thought Kentucky was just passin through

Colemans little sister started in a crying
And his daddy shook his head for the very last time
Colemans mama said somebodys gotta do it
There wouldnt be no Kentucky unless you didnt stick to it Coleman

Coleman Bonner stood on the porch of that cabin
And watched em all go to Texas in a covered wagon
He pulled out his fiddle and rosined up his bow
And played a little tune called the New Cut Road