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
A graceful mountain so high
For that is
Where God will look for me
Kentucky
I miss the songs they're singing
In the silvery moonlight
Kentucky
How I miss those hound dogs
Chasing coons
I know that
My mother, dad and sweetheart
All are waiting for me
Kentucky
I'll be returning soon