You Can't Shed Kentucky

I moved from Kentucky

Where I was born and bred

Clear out to the west coast

For better roads ahead

I miss Kentucky bluegrass

But I miss fittin in

Time to shed Kentucky

And my old Kentucky skin

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Time to shed Kentucky,

Time for fittin in

Time to shed Kentucky

Time to start again

I thought I'd meet some nice folk

And I've met quite a few,

But they don't play the banjo

Like us old Kentuckians do

I put away my banjo

Tied up my mountain songs

I tried to talk like they do out here

I tried to get a long

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All those rainy days

And all those rainy nights

I sure could use some bourbon

To warm me up inside

After three years on the west side

Couldn't stand another day

I went into the shed tonight

And I began to play

Oh Kentucky it's been so long

Sweet down pickin style

Good Kentucky mountain songs

Not heard in quite a while

Every song causin' me to cry

Sung old songs, (I) hadn't sung in years

Played till the Jim Beam bottle ran dry

But couldn't dry the tears

You can't shed Kentucky

You can't lock her away

I guess I'm feeling lucky

My Kentucky's here to stay

Alabama Boy

Sweet Alabama boy, you filled my heart with joy

The first time you came running down the road

You claimed you loved me true, and I know I loved you too

As you ran barefoot with a heart that overflowed

Imagine the surprise in my starry lovestruck eyes

When you sealed the deal by handing me a toad

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I ran straight inside and for hours I just cried

I sobbed and my heart you did destroy

My pa said don't you worry and don't be in no hurry

He is just a boy from Alabam

Right now your heart is sore, but don't you cry no more

Someday you'll find an Alabama man

A few years past by when by now we both were ten

This time you came carrying a box

You gave it one more shot with that confidence you've got

I twisted up my golden sun-kissed locks

Imagine my displeasure when opened up the treasure

Baseball cards, bubble gum and river rocks

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When we were seventeen I was the county queen

And you were still a scrawny scruffy kid

So imagine my delight when I looked into the night

And you caught me with the next thing that you did

You lit up the night skies with a hundred jars of fireflies

My heart took flight when you opened up the lids

When you were twenty four, you volunteered for war

I cried and wrote you every day

The day you didn't write me back my whole world turned to black

I fell to my knees and I did pray

Just bring me back my joy, my Alabama boy

Just bring him home and keep him here to stay

Then you knocked on the door and I nearly hit the floor

I could not believe that you were right before my eyes

You knelt down on your wounded knee to say please marry me

With a diamond like a star plucked from the skies

Your eyes were filled with tears but after all these years

Sweet Alabama man, you won me after all your tries.