(audience cheering) - [Ricky] What's happenin'? (audience cheering) Oh, my goodness, look out there! (audience cheering) Wow. (Bluegrass guitar music) We appreciate it. Sure good to see you, great
to be back in Owensboro. (violin music) At the Romp! - Yeah!
(audience cheering) (Bluegrass guitar music) - Oh, boy. Alright, we're gonna do ya some Bluegrass, and then we'll get into
somethin' else, alright. Huh, boys? ("How Mountain Girls Can Love") Yeah, yeah! βͺ Get down boys, go back home βͺ βͺ Back to the girl you love βͺ βͺ Treat her right, never wrong βͺ βͺ How mountain girls can love βͺ - [Ricky] That's right! βͺ Riding the night in
the high cold winds βͺ βͺ On the trail of the old lonesome pine βͺ βͺ Thinking of you, feeling so blue βͺ βͺ Wondering why I left you behind βͺ βͺ Get down boys, go back home βͺ βͺ Back to the girl you love βͺ βͺ Treat her right, never wrong βͺ βͺ How mountain girls can love βͺ βͺ Remember the night we
strolled down the lane βͺ βͺ Our hearts were young and happy then βͺ βͺ You whispered to me
as I held you close βͺ βͺ We hoped the night would never end βͺ βͺ Get down boys, go back home βͺ βͺ Back to the girl you love βͺ βͺ Treat her right, never wrong βͺ βͺ How mountain girls can love βͺ - Heart, son! βͺ Get down boys, go back home βͺ βͺ Back to the girl you love βͺ βͺ Treat her right, never wrong βͺ βͺ How mountain girls can love βͺ βͺ Whoa βͺ (audience cheering) - Yeah! (lively Bluegrass music) (audience cheering) - Hey! βͺ Oh, yeah βͺ (audience cheering) (faint speaking) - [Man] Alright, Paul! - Yeah, Paul! (audience cheering) Paul, he's gonna rip this one, son. ("Walls Of Time") βͺ The wind is blowing
cross the mountains βͺ βͺ And out on the valley way below. βͺ βͺ It sweeps the grave of my darling βͺ βͺ When I die that's where I want to go βͺ βͺ Lord, send the angels for my darling βͺ βͺ And take her to that home on high βͺ βͺ I'll wait my time out
here on earth, love βͺ βͺ And come to you when I die βͺ βͺ I hear a voice out in the darkness βͺ βͺ It moans and whispers
through the pines βͺ βͺ I know it's my sweetheart a calling βͺ βͺ I hear her through the walls of time βͺ βͺ Lord, send the angels for my darling βͺ βͺ And take her to that home on high βͺ βͺ I'll wait my time out
here on earth, love βͺ βͺ And come to you when I die βͺ βͺ Our names are carved upon a tombstone βͺ βͺ I promised you before you died βͺ βͺ Our love will bloom forever darling βͺ βͺ When we rest side by side βͺ βͺ Lord, send the angels for my darling βͺ βͺ And take her to that home on high βͺ βͺ I'll wait my time out
here on earth, love βͺ βͺ And come to you when I die βͺ (audience cheering) - Yeah, Paul! Yeah, boy! Yes, sir! Oh, Lordy, well. Why don't we do a
Kentucky love song for ya? (audience cheering) Here we go. ("Give Us Rain" I told ya it was a Kentucky love song! βͺ I got a pig at home in a
pen, corn to feed him on βͺ βͺ All I need's a pretty little girl βͺ βͺ To feed him when I'm gone βͺ - [Ricky] Yeah! βͺ Goin' on the mountain
to sow a little cane βͺ βͺ Raise a barrel of Sorghum,
to sweeten ol' Liza Jane βͺ βͺ I got a pig at home in a
pen, corn to feed him on βͺ βͺ All I need's a pretty little girl βͺ βͺ To feed him when I'm gone βͺ βͺ Yonder comes that gal of
mine, how do you think I know βͺ βͺ I know by that gingham
gown, hanging down so low βͺ βͺ I got a pig at home in a
pen, corn to feed him on βͺ βͺ All I need's a pretty little girl βͺ βͺ To feed him when I'm gone βͺ - Yeah! βͺ Dark cloud's arisin',
surely a sign of rain βͺ βͺ Get your ol' gray bonnet
on little Liza Jane βͺ βͺ I got a pig at home in a
pen, corn to feed him on βͺ βͺ All I need's a pretty little girl βͺ βͺ To feed him when I'm gone βͺ - [Ricky] Yeah, boys! βͺ Bake them biscuits, baby βͺ βͺ Bake 'em good n' brown βͺ βͺ When you get them biscuits
baked, we're Alabamy bound βͺ βͺ I got a pig at home in a
pen, corn to feed him on βͺ βͺ All I need's a pretty little girl βͺ βͺ To feed him when I'm gone βͺ (audience cheering) - Yeah! Woo! Now, Mr. Monroe had a bit hit on this, but Paul sure does a great job on it. We'll do this for all you
Kentuckians out there. (audience cheering) ("Kentucky Waltz") βͺ We were waltzing that
night in Kentucky βͺ βͺ Beneath the beautiful harvest moon βͺ βͺ And I was the boy that was lucky βͺ βͺ But it all ended too soon βͺ βͺ As I sit here alone in the moonlight βͺ βͺ I see your smiling face βͺ - Yeah, Paul! βͺ And I long once more for your embrace βͺ βͺ In that beautiful Kentucky waltz βͺ - Yeah now, Paul! βͺ As I sit here alone in the moonlight βͺ βͺ I see your smiling face βͺ βͺ And I long once more for your embrace βͺ βͺ In that beautiful Kentucky waltz βͺ (audience cheering) - Paul Brewster! I'm gonna have Mike do
a song from his new CD, Portraits In Fiddle. This is a dandy right here. This is called Old Barns. Get it, son! ("Old Barns") Yeah! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! (audience cheering) Yeah! Yeah, Mike! (electric guitar music) So, you know, I'm thankful
I've got a wonderful thing that's gonna happen in October. Getting inducted into the
Country Music Hall of Fame. (audience cheering) And I never thought that
I would ever get there because I'm living (laughing). And to go in as a 64, well, I'm 63 now, but going in at 64, I can
enjoy this a long, long time. And I'm really thankful to God for this. So we're just enjoying the year gettin' to play the music
that got me in there, and that, plus my Bluegrass roots. So, hope you like some of these. Alright, here we go! - One, two, one, two!
(drumsticks clicking) ("Heartbroke") βͺ Well who wouldn't notice
the fire in your eyes βͺ βͺ Or the bitter direction
of impending goodbyes βͺ βͺ I'm fallin', I'm folded,
I'm wilted in place βͺ βͺ At the sight of you standin'
with streaks down your face βͺ βͺ You got your heart broke, you
go runnin' from the reason βͺ βͺ Got your heart broke, don't
give up on believin' in me βͺ βͺ Heartbroke, who kept me from
leavin' with my heart broke βͺ βͺ Well cryin' when you're rich
is a bore if you're lonely βͺ βͺ Sheer madness prevails
upon reason to yield βͺ βͺ But all is not lost,
it is only mistaken βͺ βͺ A small consolation but
I know just how you feel βͺ βͺ You got your heart broke, you
go runnin' from the reason βͺ βͺ Got your heart broke, don't
give up on believin' in me βͺ βͺ Heartbroke, who kept me from
leavin' with my heart broke βͺ - Hey! βͺ Well, nobody said it
was goin' to be easy βͺ βͺ We all have our weak sides
that need a soft good touch βͺ βͺ Nobody said that it
would not be worth it βͺ βͺ But human conditions continue as such βͺ βͺ You got your heart broke, you
go runnin' from the reason βͺ βͺ Got your heart broke, don't
give up on believin' in me βͺ βͺ Heartbroke, who kept me from
leavin' with my heart broke βͺ βͺ But you kept me from
leavin' with my heart broke βͺ βͺ With my heart broke βͺ βͺ With my heart broke βͺ βͺ You got your heart broke βͺ - Yeah! (audience cheering) - Thank you, folks, appreciate that! - One, two, one two!
(drumsticks clicking) ("I Don't Care") - [Ricky] Here's some
old school country, now. βͺ Now, I don't care if I'm not
the first love you've known βͺ βͺ Just so I'll be the last βͺ βͺ No, I don't care if I'm not
the first one you've kissed βͺ βͺ Darling, I'll never ask βͺ βͺ Yesterday's gone βͺ βͺ Love me from now on βͺ βͺ Be true to me βͺ βͺ Forget about the past βͺ βͺ No, I don't care if I'm not
the first love you've known βͺ βͺ Just so I'll be the last βͺ βͺ Yesterday's gone βͺ βͺ Love me from now on βͺ βͺ Be true to me βͺ βͺ Forget about the past βͺ βͺ No, I don't care if I'm not
the first love you've known βͺ βͺ Just so I'll be the last βͺ βͺ Darling, I'll never ask βͺ (audience cheering) - Alright! Alright, boys, here's
an old Ray Price tune. You all know anything about two-steppin'? (audience cheering) Annalise can show her how to do that. She's from Kansas, so here we go. Alright, boys! - One, two, three, four, five!
(drumsticks clicking) ("I'm Tired") βͺ Standing on the corner
of a busy street βͺ βͺ Looking for your face
in every crowd I meet βͺ βͺ Searching every
honky-tonk in this town βͺ βͺ Trying to find the places
where you hang around βͺ βͺ Oh Lord, I'm tired, tired
of living this old way βͺ βͺ Well, I've been searching
for you baby night and day βͺ βͺ Wondering if your love
will ever come my way βͺ βͺ My time is running out
and I'm slowing down βͺ βͺ Tired of being just
another hang around βͺ βͺ Oh Lord, I'm tired, tired
of living this old way βͺ - Yeah! βͺ There ain't no happiness
in anything I do βͺ βͺ I find myself so lonely
when I'm not with you βͺ βͺ What makes you just the
kind of gal a guy could love βͺ βͺ You've got so many others
that you're thinking of βͺ βͺ Oh Lord, I'm tired, tired
of living this old way βͺ βͺ Oh Lord, I'm tired βͺ βͺ Tired of living this old way βͺ (audience cheering) (speaking faintly) I always loved Waylon Jennings. (audience cheering) Groove and just playin'. I love this song here. And we recorded this on one of my records years after he'd recorded, but I asked him if he would come in and sing on it and he did. What a blessing that was to us. βͺ Only daddy that'll walk the line βͺ (audience cheering) - One, two, three, four!
(drumsticks clicking) ("Only Daddy That'll Walk The Line") βͺ Everybody knows you've
been steppin' on my toes βͺ βͺ And I'm gettin' pretty tired of it βͺ βͺ You keep a-steppin out of line
and a-messin' with my mind βͺ βͺ If you had any sense you'd quit βͺ βͺ Ever since you were a
little bitty teeny girl βͺ βͺ Said I was the only
man in this whole world βͺ βͺ Now you better do some
thinkin' and then you'll find βͺ βͺ You got the only daddy
that'll walk the line βͺ βͺ I keep a-workin' everyday
all you wanna do is play βͺ βͺ I'm tired of stayin' out all night βͺ βͺ I'm comin' unglued from
your funny little moods βͺ βͺ Now honey, baby that ain't right βͺ βͺ Ever since you were a
little bitty teeny girl βͺ βͺ Said I was the only
man in this whole world βͺ βͺ Now you better do some
thinkin' and then you'll find βͺ βͺ You got the only daddy
that'll walk the line βͺ - Yeah! βͺ You keep a-packin' up my
clothes nearly everybody knows βͺ βͺ That you're still just a-puttin' me on βͺ βͺ When I start walkin' gonna
hear you start squakin' βͺ βͺ Beggin' me to come back home βͺ βͺ Ever since you were a
little bitty teen girl βͺ βͺ Said I was the only
man in this whole world βͺ βͺ Now you better do some
thinkin' and then you'll find βͺ βͺ You got the only daddy
that'll walk the line βͺ βͺ You got the only daddy
that'll walk the line βͺ (audience cheering and shouting) - Alrighty, folks. I went to the Opry one night
and Mr. Monroe was there and he had just got a royalty
check in on this song. And he said, uh, Ricky, I got
a powerful check in the mail, and, boy, you can record
all my songs if you want to. So, I was glad he got a
good check on this one. He should have. This is about his fiddlin' uncle. Here we go, boys! Uncle Pen! - [Drummer] One, two. ("Uncle Pen") - Yeah! βͺ Oh, the people would
come from far away βͺ βͺ To dance all night to the break of day βͺ βͺ When the caller would holler Do Si Do βͺ βͺ They knew Uncle Pen was ready to go βͺ βͺ Late in the evening, about sundown βͺ βͺ High on the hill, an' above the town βͺ βͺ Uncle Pen played the
fiddle, Lord, how it rang βͺ βͺ You could hear it talk,
you could hear it sing βͺ - [Ricky] Oh, we got some singers! βͺ Well, he played an old tune
they called the Soldier's Joy βͺ βͺ And he played the one
they called the Boston Boy βͺ βͺ Greatest of all was the Jennie Lynn βͺ βͺ To me, that's where
the fiddlin' begins βͺ βͺ Late in the evening, about sundown βͺ βͺ High on the hill, an' above the town βͺ βͺ Uncle Pen played the
fiddle, Lord, how it rang βͺ βͺ You could hear it talk,
you could hear it sing βͺ - Yeah! βͺ I'll never forget that mournful day βͺ βͺ When old Uncle Pen was called away βͺ βͺ He hung up his fiddle
and he hung up his bow βͺ βͺ And he knew it was time for him to go βͺ βͺ Late in the evening, about sundown βͺ βͺ High on the hill, an' above the town βͺ βͺ Uncle Pen played the
fiddle, Lord, how it rang βͺ βͺ You could hear it talk,
you could hear it sing βͺ - Yeah! βͺ Oh, late in the evening, about sundown βͺ βͺ High on the hill βͺ - Y'all sing it now! βͺ Uncle Pen played the
fiddle, Lord, how it rang βͺ βͺ You could hear it talk,
you could hear it sing βͺ - Yeah! Oh!
(audience cheering) Yeah, boys! Y'all sounded great! Come on, now! Yeah! Woo! Okay! (audience shouting) ("Highway 40 Blues") βͺ These Highway 40 blues βͺ βͺ I've walked holes in both my shoes βͺ βͺ Counted the days since I've been gone βͺ βͺ And I'd love to see the lights of home βͺ βͺ Wasted time and money too βͺ βͺ Squandered youth in search of truth βͺ βͺ But in the end I had to lose βͺ βͺ Lord above I've paid my dues βͺ βͺ Got the Highway 40 blues βͺ βͺ The highway called when I was young βͺ βͺ Told me lies of things to come βͺ βͺ Fame and fortune lies ahead! βͺ βͺ That's what the
billboard lights had said βͺ βͺ Shattered dreams my mind is numb βͺ βͺ My money's gone stick out my thumb βͺ βͺ My eyes are filled with bitter tears βͺ βͺ Lord, I ain't been home in years βͺ βͺ Got the Highway 40 blues βͺ βͺ You know I've rambled all around βͺ βͺ Like a rolling stone from town to town βͺ βͺ I met pretty girls I have to say βͺ βͺ But none of them could make me stay βͺ βͺ I've played the music halls and bars βͺ βͺ Had fancy clothes and big fine cars βͺ βͺ Things a country boy can't use βͺ βͺ Dixieland, I sure miss you βͺ βͺ Got the Highway 40 blues βͺ - Yeah! (audience cheering) Ho, ho! (drumsticks clicking) Okay, this will take you
back to your childhood. I hope it was a good memory. I hope your mom and dad
didn't throw you in the closet and make you listen to my music. That'd be terrible. This was a big one. Had a lot of little kids
that liked this one a lot. We would get 'em up to sing with us. We'd just set out some
mics and have them sing. But now y'all have grown up, so. Alright, here we go. - [Drummer] One, two, three, four! ("Honey Open That Door") βͺ Honey, βͺ βͺ Honey βͺ βͺ Honey won't you open that door βͺ βͺ This is your sweet daddy,
don't you love me no more βͺ βͺ It's cold outside, let
me sleep on the floor βͺ βͺ Honey won't you open that door βͺ βͺ I honky-tonked around
Dallas I got in a poker game βͺ βͺ Well, somebody must-a been a-cheatin' βͺ βͺ I lost everything but my name βͺ βͺ Well, I walked half way to Memphis βͺ βͺ I finally got back home βͺ βͺ But I'd been better off where I was βͺ βͺ 'Cause here's where things went wrong βͺ βͺ Honey βͺ βͺ Honey βͺ βͺ Honey won't you open that door βͺ βͺ This is your sweet daddy,
don't you love me no more βͺ βͺ It's cold outside, let
me sleep on the floor βͺ βͺ Honey, won't you open that door βͺ βͺ Well, I went right down to see old Bob βͺ βͺ I thought he was my friend βͺ βͺ The landlord said that Bob's not here βͺ βͺ The police done hauled
that boy right in βͺ βͺ I ran right back to
little Honey's house βͺ βͺ I got me a rockin' chair βͺ βͺ Now, Honey if you don't open that door βͺ βͺ I'm gonna rock on away from here βͺ βͺ Honey βͺ βͺ Honey βͺ βͺ Honey won't you open that door βͺ βͺ This is your sweet daddy,
don't you love me no more βͺ βͺ It's cold outside, let
me sleep on the floor βͺ βͺ Honey won't you open that door βͺ βͺ Honey βͺ βͺ Honey βͺ - Y'all sing it with us now! βͺ Honey won't you open that door βͺ βͺ This is your sweet daddy,
don't you love me no more βͺ βͺ It's cold outside, let
me sleep on the floor βͺ βͺ Honey won't you open that door βͺ - Yeah! βͺ Honey βͺ βͺ Honey βͺ βͺ Honey βͺ βͺ Honey βͺ βͺ Now, honey won't you open that door βͺ (audience cheering) - You sounded great! (audience cheering) Okay. (audience cheering and shouting) (guitar music) Here we go! (audience cheering) - [Drummer] One, two,
one, two, three, four! ("Country Boy") (audience cheering) βͺ I may look like a city slicker βͺ βͺ Shinin' up through his shoes βͺ βͺ Underneath I'm just a cotton picker βͺ βͺ Pickin' out a mess of blues βͺ βͺ Show me where I start βͺ βͺ Find a horse and cart βͺ βͺ I'm just a country boy βͺ βͺ Country boy at heart βͺ βͺ I may look like a bank teller βͺ βͺ Pushing facts in a file βͺ βͺ But I'd rather be a haul collar βͺ βͺ Shooing foot home in style βͺ βͺ Show me where I start βͺ βͺ Find a horse and cart βͺ βͺ I'm just a country boy βͺ βͺ Country boy at heart βͺ βͺ I may look like a city slicker βͺ βͺ Shinin' up through his shoes βͺ βͺ Underneath I'm just a cotton picker βͺ βͺ Pickin' out a mess of blues βͺ βͺ Show me where I start βͺ βͺ Find a horse and cart βͺ βͺ I'm just a country boy βͺ βͺ Country boy at heart βͺ - Alright, boys! Yeah! Yeah, boys! Oh!
(audience cheering) Thank you, folks! Thanks for havin' us, we appreciate it! (audience cheering) Now let's hear it for Kentucky Thunder! Yeah, boys! (audience cheering) Thank you, so much! - [Announcer] Ricky Skaggs
and Kentucky Thunder, ladies and gentlemen! (audience cheering) - [Audience] One more song, one more song! - [Announcer] I dunno! - [Audience] One more song! - [Announcer] You guys
got another song in ya? (audience cheering) Once again, Ricky Skaggs
and Kentucky Thunder! - Just give me a bit here. (guitar music) ("Waitin' For The Sun") βͺ Oh, I've been standin'
underneath this dark old cloud βͺ βͺ Just waitin' for the sun to shine βͺ βͺ Waitin' for the sun to
shine in my heart again βͺ βͺ Oh, I've been standin'
underneath this dark old cloud βͺ βͺ Just waitin' for the sun to shine βͺ βͺ Waitin' for the sun to
shine in my heart again βͺ - Thanks, folks. I wish I could do the whole song for ya. We gotta get off. We got one more little
tune here to do for ya. Thank you, so much. I'll come back and do that
whole thing for you some. (audience cheering) (guitar music) - [Man] Alright, boys! (guitar music) - Are you ready? Okay, here we go! (audience cheering) Thank you, so much! (lively Bluegrass music) Yeah! Yeah, boys! Alright, boy! Alright, Jeff! Yeah! Oh! (audience cheering) Thank you, so much! God bless you all! Thanks for havin' us! Now let's hear it for the boys! Thank you, fellas! Thank you! - [Announcer] Ricky Skaggs
and Kentucky Thunder, ladies and gentlemen! Now, I ask you, is that a
band or what? (laughing) (lively Bluegrass music) Oh, absolutely amazing.
He starts doing some of his Country songs around 20 minutes in, but theres also some of the best Bluegrass ive recently heard here
I love his flavor and country music and the bluegrass is always on point!