How Are Things in Clay, Kentucky?

How are things in Clay, Kentucky?

Bet you thought I'd never care

There was a time when I felt lucky

Just to be away from there.

I've had all of what I wanted,

But what I want, I just can't find

And how things are in Clay, Kentucky,

Has been lately on my mind.

All alone in New York City,

Searchin' for that pot of gold

Now I'm at the end of all my rainbows,

And all at once I'm feelin' old.

I count the times of how I'm livin',

Of what I am and what I'm not

And the only gold in New York City

Is in a Salvation Army pot.

I'm gettin' blue for the bluegrass

And how the old folks are at home

Just let me do the talkin',

'Cause I know you're all alone.

I hear kids back there playin';

I won't be, don't notice me

Jesus knows I still love you,

But I just had to call and see.

How things are in Clay, Kentucky.

Bet you thought I'd never care

There was a time when I felt lucky

Just to be away from there.

I've had all of what I wanted,

But what I want, I just can't find

And how things are in Clay, Kentucky,

Has been lately on my mind.

And how things are in Clay, Kentucky,

Has been lately on my mind...