Words/Music – Rand Anderson
Up by the Bear Creek falls
Somewhere in the night
We was picking in a circle
Had a banjo to my right
They said his name was John
And that boy sure could play
We picked a couple dozen
before he walked away
Roll on, brother John
Time has come to travel on
Roll on brother John
Always here in the song
A couple years went by
Until we met agin
We was was having quite the time
Picking with with a grin
His fingers knew the way
Through Any tune you’d call
He always got a break
Because old John could play them all
Roll on, brother John
Time has come to travel on
Roll on brother John
Always here in the song
Just a year ago
On this very day
A long black train came by
John got on and rolled away
So tonite we gather in the dome
And pick until the dawn
Will The Circle Be Unbroken
Fly Away and He’s Gone
Roll on, brother John
Time has come to travel on
Roll on brother John
Always here in the song
Chorus
|G |G |D |D |
|Am |Am |C |D |
Verse
|Em |Em |Bm |Bm |
|C |G |D |D |