Lyrics Shady Grove - Live - Bill Monroe

Shady Grove, my little miss
Shady Grove, my darlin'
Shady Grove, my little miss
I'm goin' back to Harlan

Coffee grows on the white oak tree
The river flows with brandy
The rocks on the hills are covered with gold
And the girls are sweeter than candy

Shady Grove, my little miss
Shady Grove, my darlin'
Shady Grove, my little miss
I'm goin' back to Harlan

I wish I was an apple
Hangin' on the tree
Every time that little girl passed
She'd take a bite of me

Shady Grove, my little miss
Shady Grove, my darlin'
Shady Grove, my little miss
I'm goin' back to Harlan

Every time I go that road
It's always dark and cloudy
Every time I see that girl
I always tell her, howdy?

Shady Grove, my little miss
Shady Grove, my darlin'
Shady Grove, my little miss
I'm goin' back to Harlan

Shady Grove, my little miss
Shady Grove, my darlin'
Shady Grove, my little miss
I'm goin' back to Harlan