Lyrics

Bluebirds sang from the bluegrass in the dewy Sunday morn We stood silent by the window Granny said they were blessed creatures from the Lord And good omen to our christian home And they sang from high atop Jerusalem Ridge With Kentucky's fair Rosine for their view Where the wind carries the song of a pearl mandolin To yonder's palest shade of wild blue Unto yonder's palest shade of wild blue Grandaddy gave the sermon for the twilight service Spoke of Jesus and John the Baptist Then called all souls to redemption and we lifted our voices As sunlight struggled through the stained glass And we sang from high atop Jerusalem Ridge With Kentucky's fair Rosine for their view Where the wind carries the song of an old gospel hymn To yonder's palest shade of wild blue Unto yonder's palest shade of wild blue We laid Grandaddy to rest 'neath the chinaberry tree Granny went to God near two years later With bluebirds painted on the pinebox to join the melody The angels sang as they took her Singin' How Great Thou Art, The Old Rugged Cross, Blue Moon of Kentucky keep on shinin', and Amazing Grace From high atop Jerusalem Ridge With Kentucky's fair Rosine for their view Where the wind carries the song of a pearl mandolin To yonder's palest shade of wild blue Unto yonder's palest shade of wild blue - See more at: http://www.cheleytackett.com/here_cd/#sthash.9GLBHAoM.dpuf