My Old Kentucky Home - René Evald

My Old Kentucky Home Lyrics

Turpentine and dandelion wine
I´ve turned the corner and I´m doing fine
Shooting at the birds on the telephone line
Picking them off with this gun fo mine
I got a fire in my belly and a fire in my head
Going higher and higher till I´m dead
Sister Sue she´s short and stout
She didn´t grew up she grew out
Mamma says she´s plain but she´s just being kind
Papa thinks she´s pretty but he´s almost blind
Don´t let out much except at night
But I don´t care cause I´m allright
Oh, 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 whopped each day
Now she´s gone away
Got drunk last night kicked mama down the stairs
But I´m allright so I don´t care.
Oh, 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
Lyrics Submitted by Anne Johansen