Old Kentucky Home

Turpentine and dandelion wine

I've turned the corner and I'm doin' fine

Shootin' at the birds on the telephone line

Pickin' 'em off with this gun o' mine

I got a fire in my belly and a fire in my head

Goin' higher and higher until I'm dead

Sister Sue, she's short and stout

She didn't grow up, she grew out

Mama says she's plain, but she's just bein' kind

Papa thinks she's pretty but he's almost blind

And they don't let her out much, except at night

But I don't care 'cause I'm alright

Oh, the sun shines bright on my old Kentucky home

And the young folks roll on the floor

Oh, the sun shines bright on my old Kentucky home

Keep them hard times away from my door

Brother Gene, he's big and mean

And he don't have much to say

He had a little woman who he whooped each day

But now she's gone away

Got drunk last night, kicked Mama down the stair

But I'm alright, so I don't care

Oh, the sun shines bright on my old Kentucky home

And the young folks roll on the floor

Oh, the sun shines bright on my old Kentucky home

Keep them hard times away from my door

Turpentine and dandelion wine

I've turned the corner and I'm doin' fine

Shootin' at the birds on the telephone line

Pickin' 'em off with this gun o' mine

I got a fire in my belly and a fire in my head

Goin' higher and higher until I'm dead