One-Stop, Bluegrass, Slow tempo becomes fast, Southern, Americana, nostalgic, rural, Male vocals, acoustic guitar, mandolin, upright bass, percussion, Charleston, South Carolina, United States
I woke up late last night Alone as I could be Searching for my Shady Grove She was not next to me Walked along these moonlit streets Searched them up and down Came upon old Williams house The bedroom light was one Shady Grove, my little love Shady Grove I say Shady Grove, my little love Im bound to go away My heart it pounded through my chest Not knowing what Id find Could it be old William Bell Was lying with my wife Crept along his gravel drive Crawled through his front yard Looked and saw my Shady Grove Wrapped up in his arms I jumped and turned around Through his door I run Back into his bedroom It was there I drew my gun I shot once, and he shot twice My shot hit his side His first shot made sure I fell The second, sure I died Lord oh Lord have mercy on me Cried little Shady Grove Lord have mercy on these men, Both whom I do love