And he played a little tune called the new cut road
And find that woman with the fox red hair"
Watched 'em all go to Texas in a covered wagon
Kentucky's alright but there's too many people
I'm gonna drink that sour mash and gonna race that mare
But as for me, honey, I'm with you
Wouldn't be no Kentucky less you didn't stick to it, Coleman"

He's gonna get another wagon and a good pair of mules
He said, "Pack up your lives, kids, it's gettin' too hard"

Now you all been movin' west since the day you got married

He's been playin' all day down the new cut road
Coleman's mama said, "Let the boy stay
Gonna stay here in Kentucky where the bluegrass grow
Coleman's mama said, "Somebody's gotta do it
I always thought Kentucky was just passin' through"
Coleman's daddy said, "Now what's it all comin' to
Coleman Booner stood on the porch of that cabin
Coleman's little sister said, "You better act right, Coleman
Young people these days are just as stubborn as mules

I'm gonna play it all night down the new cut road
Daddy's gone to Louisville, he'll be back tonight
Coleman said, "Daddy, don't you worry 'bout me
He's raised up solid and he can find his own way

It's that damned old fiddle and that bowler hat"
Coleman's daddy pulled up in the yard
And his daddy shook his head for the very last time
He pulled out his fiddle and he rosined up his bow
Just the other day I thought I saw a church steeple
Coleman's little sister then she started into a cryin'
I'm gonna stay here in Kentucky till the day I'd
You can't make him go, he's too old for that
Well, I'm gettin' off the wagon, daddy, I'm too old to be carried

Coleman Bonner's got a wore out bow
And we gonna move to Texas, we just waitin' on you"