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 chasinâ?? coons
I know that
My mother, dad and sweetheart are waiting for me

Kentucky
I will be coming soon
Kentucky

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Writer(s): HENRY PRICHARD