Clear creeks hollers deep ainu0027t a place on godu0027s green earth Iu0027d rather be
Then right here beneath those old pine trees
With an old six string and the women of my dreams

And if I die tomorrow donu0027t be sad and donu0027t be blue
For Iu0027m one of the chosen few gods blessed with east Kentucky roots
Where the dogwoods bloom in may and mountains take your breath away
And the people take the time to call you friend I think Iu0027m missin ol Kentucky again

State parks crystal clear lakes yeah for fishin and huntin they ainu0027t no better place
And the girls the prettiest in the world
With an honest love that canu0027t be bought with pearls

And if I die tomorrow donu0027t be sad and donu0027t be blue
For Iu0027m one of the chosen few gods blessed with east Kentucky roots
Where the dogwoods bloom in may and mountains take your breath away
And the people take the time to call you friend I think Iu0027m missin ol Kentucky again