Il testo della Kentucky

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 chasin coons
I know that my mother, dad and sweetheart are waiting for me
Kentucky, i will be coming soon, kentucky