My Old Kentucky Home ( Lp Version ) - Ry Cooder

Turpentine and dandelion wine

I've turned the corner

And I'm doing fine

Shooting at the birds on the

Telephone line

Picking 'em off with this gun of mine

I got a fire in my belly

And a fire in my head

Going higher and higher till I'm dead

Sister Sue short and stout

She didn't grow up

She grew out

Papa says she's plain but

She's just being kind

Mama says she's pretty but

She's almost blind

Don't let her out much 'cept at night

But I don't care 'cause I'm all right

The sun shines bright on my

Old Kentucky home

And the young folks roll on the floor

The sun shines bright on my

Old Kentucky home

Keep them hard times a way from my door

Brother Gene he's big and mean

And he didn't have much to say

He had a little woman

That he whupped each day

But now she's gone away

Got drunk last night

Kicked mama down the stairs

I'm all right I don't care

Sun shines bright on my old Kentucky home

And the young folks roll on the floor

The sun shines bright on my old Kentucky home

Keep them hard times a way from my door