Hills Of Kentucky

The hills are alive in Kentucky Alive, as a world could be, With her gentle sound that echoes all around The hills they are a part of me. Colors are alive in Kentucky Yellow is for the flowers and the corn, Blue is for the grass, which in the soul will forever last And when you feel it, you are Kentucky born. Horses are alive and majestic in Kentucky To run and race is the breeding from their birth, They will run a mile, for the price of a smile Horses are Kentucky's true worth. Farms they thrive in Kentucky As they stretch out mile upon mile Where tobacco is raised, and backbone is made We all are a Kentucky child. Men are made in Kentucky From the coal mines or steel mills of home Where pride is the word, and loyalty is heard Seldom does a Kentuckian's heart ever roam. Women are formed in Kentucky With a laugh and a courtesy that is well known She is revered for her looks, and the way that she cooks Kentucky, is Kentucky a woman's home. Lakes are Kentucky as the hills are And the caves are the heritage of this land Without one you have none, but a place to shade from the sun Kentucky is the grandest of the grand. Randy L. McClave