Kentucky Heart

R Randy McClave Randy McClave
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I take Kentucky wherever I go Through the rain and through the snow, And whenever I'm in a different land I am still holding Kentucky's hand. I was born in the bluegrass state God almighty decided for that to be my fate, So, wherever that I might ever go or stroll Kentucky, is always in my soul. To my left are the hills and the trees Where God blows through with a breeze To my right is the mighty Ohio river Life it does most certainly deliver. I talk proudly about Kentucky wherever I might be Anywhere across the bluegrass or across the sea, Whenever from home I do depart Kentucky, is still in my heart. Kentucky is also always in my ear From the sounds and music I constantly hear, And when I detect a tantalizing accent I then know a Kentucky woman is present. When God decides it's my time to die My spirit will then be lifted up in the blue, blue sky And from there I will always be looking down Upon my favorite Kentucky town. Randy L. McClave

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