Tenntucky

Down in the hills of old

TenntuckyI remember the night that

I got lucky

I saw you and you saw me

Where the

Cumberland

River meets the

TennesseeIt's good to be good but

I'd rather be lucky

Down in the hills of old

TenntuckyHeard the call of a whippoorwill

I thought

I smelled a moonshine still

Train whistle moan on down the track

Taking me back

Down in the hills of old

TenntuckyDown in the hills of old

TenntuckyDown in the hills of old

TenntuckyDown in the hills of old

Tenntucky