Kentucky Homemade Christmas

They shut down the mine last summer. We're gettin' by on welfare It's Christmas Eve, I'm walkin' home, not a dollar to my name Night is almost on me. A night I'm almost dreading No store bought gifts to open, but there'll be Christmas just the same It's just another homemade Christmas in Kentucky Just odds and ends I fashioned with my heart and with my hands It's just another homemade Christmas in Kentucky Our fine and fancy homemade love, God's precious gift from up above Make up the homemade Christmas of this poor, Kentucky man There's a brand new Barlow knife with a shiny wooden handle Gleamin' in the window down at Galen Johnson's store My wide eyed little Billy Boy, his face pressed to the window Too young for understandin' what it means to be so poor It's just another homemade Christmas in Kentucky Just odds and ends I fashioned with my heart and with my hands It's just another homemade Christmas in Kentucky Our fine and fancy homemade love, God's precious gift from up above Make up the homemade Christmas of this poor, Kentucky man Little Linda ain't no baby. Hell she turns thirteen in April She's been dreamin' about that dolly in the window for half her life She's old enough to realise that it ain't never comin' I'd damn near rob a bank to get that doll and Billy's knife It's just another homemade Christmas in Kentucky Just odds and ends I fashioned with my heart and with my hands It's just another homemade Christmas in Kentucky Our fine and fancy homemade love, God's precious gift from up above Make up the homemade Christmas of this poor Kentucky man It's just another homemade Christmas in Kentucky Just odds and ends I fashioned with my heart and with my hands It's just another homemade Christmas in Kentucky