Ry Cooder - Old Kentucky Home Lyrics
(randy newman)(d) - (g) - (a) - (e7) - (a7) - (bm)(d) turpentine and dandelion wineIve turned the corner and Im (g) doing fineShooting at the birds on the (d) telephone line(a) picking em off with this (d) gun of mineI got a (g) fire in my belly and a (d) fire in my headGoing (a) higher and higher till Im deadSister sue, short and stoutShe didnt grow up - she grew outPapa says shes plain but shes just being kindMama says shes pretty but shes almost blindDont let her out much cept at nightBut I dont care cause Im all rightOh, the (d) sun shines bright on my (g) old kentucky (d) homeAnd the young folks roll on the (e7) floor (a7)Oh, the (d) sun shines bright on my (g) old kentucky (d) homeKeep them hard times (g) a (bm)way (a7) from my (d) doorBrother gene, hes big and meanAnd he didnt have much to sayHe had a little woman that he whupped each dayBut now shes gone awayHe got drunk last nightKicked mama down the stairsBut Im all right so I dont care
