Keep Your Eye on Kentucky

Trails of whiskey brown Smell of sweet temptation The curves all up and down The road to my salvation And she sings to me With every note, in perfect harmony And off I go Keep your eye on Kentucky Where the hollers and the hills are bluegrass green Yeah, tonight I'm feeling lucky 'Cause there ain't no place that I would rather be And up on Heaven hill I'll go for roses wild Floating down Knob Creek in our maker's redneck style So drop me on a back porch Just me and Emer T Or let me breathe the Angel's share, with Pappy and Jim Beam And I'll drag out My old banjo, and pick one fast, and drink one slow Keep your eye on Kentucky Where the hollers and the hills are bluegrass green Yeah, tonight I'm feeling lucky 'Cause there ain't no place that I would rather be Up on Heaven hill I'll go for roses wild Floating down Knob Creek in our maker's redneck style Keep your eye on Kentucky Keep your eye on Kentucky Keep your eye on Kentucky