Sitting here listening, isn't that great! The Bluegrass is playing and moms at the gate!
The campers are coming you sat the plan, For music to play all over this land
Your son has the task of carrying it through, Your dream of camping with Bluegrass too.
We love all the people they're good to help out, Where ever they're needed, inside or out
The shirt store, the cool shack and ice cream too, The family all runs in remembrance of you
You sat an example we never knew, That when you were gone we'd do this for you
Our hearts are still heavy as years they go by, He took such a great dad, we still wonder why
The bluegrass will be here as long as we can, To honor our memory of such a great man
The campers keep coming and jamming is great, They get up so early and go to bed so late
We won't let you down dad, we still shed a tear, You were just so great, we loved you so dear
So look down and see from heaven above, The dream that you started it came from your love.