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Molly Tuttle
Molly Tuttle
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Golden Highway
Golden Highway
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Kyle Tuttle
Kyle Tuttle
Банджо
Shelby Means
Shelby Means
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Dominick Leslie
Dominick Leslie
Мандолина
Bronwyn Emily Keith-Hynes
Bronwyn Emily Keith-Hynes
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Molly Tuttle
Molly Tuttle
Автор песен
Ketch Secor
Ketch Secor
Автор песен
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Molly Tuttle
Molly Tuttle
Продюсер
Jerry Douglas
Jerry Douglas
Продюсер
David Paulin
David Paulin
Ассистент инженера
Paul Blakemore
Paul Blakemore
Мастеринг-инженер
Sean Sullivan
Sean Sullivan
Миксинг-инженер

Слова

Come gather around folks for a story I'll tell About a girl who tripped through the bottom of a well Woke up in a dream with a curious habit Chasing a little white rabbit Well, she landed with a thump by the field mouse door Said "This don't look like Kentucky anymore" Knock three times and her mind swung open Alice had awoken So she danced all night with a bottle in her hand Lost in the backwoods Wonderland Toadstool fiddle and a cigarette bow Where'd you come from? Alice, why'd you go? Then old snapping turtle peaked out of his shell Said "Little girl, you don't look too well Take a little swig and a little bitty swallow You'll feel three times smaller" Then the glow-worm sitting on the caterpillar tractor Gave her a smoke, some strange tobacco The doodle bug said, "You can't go back there You'll be ours forever after" So she danced all night with a bottle in her hand Lost in the backwoods Wonderland Toadstool fiddle and a cigarette bow Where'd you come from? Alice, why'd you go? Little piece of cornbread, swallow it down 'Til you're ten feet high up above the ground All the king's horses, mules, and men Can't bring little Alice back down again Now it's sassafras tea with an old mad hatter Went up through the well, grew a jack-vine ladder She climbed like the devil, and the devil came after He was fast, but she was faster Now she's sitting on the porch with her maw and paw Tryna make sense of the things she saw Can't wait to wander back to Wonderland Go tripping through the bluegrass once again Danced all night with a bottle in her hand Lost in the backwoods Wonderland Toadstool fiddle and a cigarette bow Where'd you come from? Alice, why'd you go? Alice in the bluegrass Little Alice in the bluegrass Alice in the bluegrass
Writer(s): Ketch Secor Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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