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 high
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