It seems to me I remember Ralph Stanley doing a song about his brother
Carter, but I don't know if it was recorded. The following is from the
Fred Eaglesmith mailing list:
> Then came the first encore and the real highlight of the evening. Fred
> alone returned and introduced the next song as being from his next
> record called "Fifty Odd Dollars", he then totally stunned the crowd
> with an ode to Carter Stanley of the Stanley Brothers. Far from just a
> nod to Fred's sense of musical tradition, this powerful performance may
> have been the saddest song he's ever sung. Emmylou Harris should cover
> it. A stab at the lyrics…
>
> Rifles in the morning
> Turkeys in the grain
> Way up on that hilltop
> Carter's in the ground
>
> It makes you kind of hang your head
> And cry into the morn
> Cause it won't be the same
> Now that Carter's gone
>
> White Dove's in the hollow
> Heard somebody say
> And nobody's never gonna play
> Those songs that way again
>
> I drive through old Kentucky
> Tearing through the gears
> Trying no to think of him
> Through all my bluegrass tears
>
> Put that guitar beneath the bus
> I can't play another one
> They don't sound the same
> Now that Carter's gone
>
> Things will never be the same
> Now that Carter's gone
>
--
Christopher Adams
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- Sister Rosetta Tharpe
