Kentucky

Kentucky you are the dearest land outside of Heaven to me.

Kentucky your laurels and your red bud trees.

When I die I want to rest upon your graceful mountain so high.

Kentucky that is where God will look for me.

Kentucky I miss the darker singing in the silvery moonlight.

Kentucky I miss the hound dog chasing coon.

I know that my mother dad & sweetheart all are waiting for me.

Kentucky I will be coming soon.

Kentucky I will be coming soon.