Well I’m going out to White Bluff, ‘longside 40 west
On the music highway, watchin’ troopers pass my way
I had a red rosin’ women, Ivalee, she loved me so
Oh, I caught her two timin’ with that honky tonky Johnny-O
They were swingin’ at the legion in the city all through the night
Oh and Johnny kept-o drinkin’ Ivalee’s sweet burgundy wine
Oh then Johnny went a drivin’ home around 3am
And he sure loved holdin’ Ivalee’s honest hand
But he never planned on swimmin’ in the shallows of the Cumberland
Well I’m ridin’ out to White Bluff, where nothin’ don’t ever change
Not the L&N railway, or a red rosin’ woman’s last name
