There's A Song In There Somewhere

My baby’s gone in a heartbeat, My baby’s gone with the wind
Just like the words from a sad songwriter, I’m in the pits again
I’m looking for love and some banjo pickin, with fiddles and mandolins
So I think I’ll go down to the hoedown, and find me some neighbors and friends

Chorus:
Here’s to Bill Monroe, all the Bluegrass Boys
Those who sing with love and play for joy
Here’s to joyful noise and friends who care
There’s a song in there somewhere

I need a song in a heartbeat, with bluegrass and love in the mix
So I think I’ll go down to the hoedown party and get me a bluegrass fix
I need bass-slappin, hand-clappin banjo pickin, with fiddles and mandolins
Here’s thanking the Lord for the hoedown, with all of my neighbors and friends

Chorus:
Here’s to Bill Monroe, all the Bluegrass Boys
Those who sing with love and play for joy
Here’s to joyful noise and friends who care
There’s a song in there somewhere