Kentucky, you are the dearest land outside of heaven to me Kentucky, I miss your laurels and your redbud trees When I die, I want to rest upon your graceful mountains so free For that is where god will look for me
Kentucky, I miss the old folks singing in the silvery moonlight Kentucky, I miss the hound dogs chasin coons I know that my mother, dad and sweetheart are waiting for me Kentucky, I will be coming soon, kentucky
