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I was in the parlor with Mrs. Sunrise, singing an old-times tune about a beautiful harvest moon, when it all ended - It ended too soon

"Kentucky Waltz" is a 1946 song written and performed by Bill Monroe. The song was Bill Monroe's most successful release on the Country & Western charts peaking at number three. In 1951 Eddy Arnold recorded his version of the song which reached number one on the Country & Western Best Seller charts.

The Kentucky Waltz is a true love song for me to sing to and with my lovely bride, but who was it about for the one who made it? 

William “Bill” Smith Monroe, the youngest of eight children was born on September 13, 1911 in  Rosine, Kentucky to James Buchanan “Buck” Monroe, a prosperous farmer who also ran timber and mining operations, and Malissa Monroe, who kept house and helped pass along dance steps and British-American folksongs to her children.

There’s more than a few women that come up in the story of Bill Monroe’s later life. Notably, Carolyn Brown, Bill’s first wife who inspired the song “Along About Daybreak” after stabbing Bill in the leg with an ice pick. Or the infamous mistress Bessie Lee Mauldin. As a long standing Bluegrass Boy bassist, her relationship with Bill allegedly bore an “illegitimate” child, if there can be such - I think not. You may know their daughter as “Little Georgia Rose”. Another story is that Wanda Huff once accused Bill Monroe of cheating and asked him to swear on a Bible that he hadn’t, Bill allegedly beat her silly with that same Bible. However, the case was dismissed after it came to light Wanda had threatened Bill’s life and a gun was found in her truck.

So maybe Bill didn’t have the best love life, if only he could go back to a simpler time. Spoiler Warning. Oh wait, you’re supposed to put that before you say the spoiler.

See before Bill met Carolyn, Bessie, or Wanda there was another love. A woman he met right in his hometown of Rosine, Kentucky. A woman that he shared some special moments with. Maybe he was playing a dance with Uncle Pen and he set out on a tune so he could dance with her:

“We were waltzing that night in Kentucky
Beneath the beautiful harvest moon
And I was the boy that was lucky
But it all ended too soon...”

Just like Bill says in that last line, it didn’t work out between them. Which sent him down a path of failed relationships as far as the eye can see. If only he had some kind of time travelling mandolin.

Oh wait, he did have a time travelling mandolin. Yup, Bill Monroe’s prized 1923 Gibson F-5 Lloyd Loar serial number 73987 was a time machine. Bill Monroe purchased the famed mandolin in October of 1943 from a barbershop in Florida. From that moment forward you can think of Bill Monroe as Marty McFly and Llyod Loar as Doc Brown. 

Monroe's last performance occurred on March 15, 1996. He ended his touring and playing career in April, following a stroke. Monroe died on September 9, 1996, in Springfield, Tennessee, four days before his 85th birthday.

The above is cut ‘n paste internet folklore about the father of American bluegrass, but one thing I know is true is that I botched this sweet little recording of Mrs. Sunrise and me during editing and somehow deleted most of the song. But maybe that’s just how it was meant to be. It most certainly all ends too soon. JT

Kentucky Fried Waltz - It All Ended Too Soon

Kentucky Fried Waltz - It All Ended Too Soon (Duck ‘n Cover)

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I been off a line 
Imma shake the internet like 1 more time 
I might throw up 
I been feeling fried 
Waking up intoxicated sleeping in the grime 
I'm impulsive 
Playing with my life 
Cocaine isn't strong enough im digging out my eyes 


They 
Been 
Judging the prophet  on how he been dressing 
While  I been addressing these nuclear weapons 
I I'm dragging his body through outer dementions 
I'm breaking Genova conventions 
I'll kill him in seconds 
I ride with the heavens 

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I scortch an alliance 
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I hate this feeling that's burning inside of me 
Waking up angry and everything bothers 
me 
Blend into poverty  
Hail the economy
My work is sloppy 
And nobodies calling me 

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Napalms a sedative
 You're so repetitive 
Baby I'm better then all 
All of your idols Im out of my element 

Fuck the prophet I hunt him with central intelligence 
Loosing my Phyce and blaming the internet
 Fishing for compliments 
I'm off my meds again I need my medicine 

Everything's loudest when sitting in silence
  Oh I hate this planet  that we all reside in
I'm begging   for guidance 
I hate that I'm blinded
by anger and Hatrid emotional symphony 
I don't need sympathy 
I need a drink and some nicotine 
Dammit I'm shivering 


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All these drug wars 
Make drug lords 
All these dope fiends at my damn door 

Drug wars
 make drug lords 
Using Burnt flags as Decore  

Drug wars 
Make drug lords 
If the lands free why are we poor 
 
Alright hold up 
I been off a line 
Imma shake the internet like 1 more time 
I might throw up 
I been feeling fried 
Waking up intoxicated sleeping in the grime 
I'm impulsive 
Playing with my life 
Cocaine isn't strong enough im digging out my eyes

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BUT SHE A NEW PUPIL SO I GOTTA SCHOOL HER
CALL ME DICK TUTOR IM IN HER LIKE TUMORS
WHEN IM IN PUSSY IM NEVER INTRUDER
I GREW UP IN SERWERS AND KNOW IM THE SHIT
LIKE A SUICIDE BOMBER IM LIT
REST IN PEACE OSAMA BIN LADEN HE DIDN’T DO NOTHIN
IM THROBBING AT THOUGHT OF THE BOMBS DROPPING
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LOVELY SIGHT OF EVERYONE DYING FINALLY SILENCE

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