I'm a bluegrass girlCaliforniaYou've got so much to offerIn so many waysColoradoHow magnificent the RockiesAt the break of dayThere are so many thingsI love about the WestBut there is only one placeI know can be at restI'm a bluegrass girlNo place I'd rather beIn this old worldKentucky born and bredFiddle in my handThe music of the landKeeps calling me homeI'm a bluegrass girlNova ScotiaHow beautiful the oceanAnd the northern lightsNew York CityDecorated so pretty thereAt Christmas timeThere are so many thingsI love about the EastBut I could never stay thereMy roots have grown too deepI'm a bluegrass girlNo place I'd rather beIn this old worldKentucky born and bredFiddle in my handThe music of the landKeeps calling me homeI'm a bluegrass girlI'm a bluegrass girlNo place I'd rather beIn this old worldKentucky born and bredFiddle in my handThe music of the landKeeps calling me homeI'm a bluegrass girlNova ScotiaHow beautiful the oceanAnd the northern lightsI'm a bluegrass girlI'm a bluegrass girl