Randy Newman - Old Kentucky Home lyrics

Turpentine and dandylion wine I've turned the corner and I'm doin' fine Shootin' at the birds on the telephone line Pickin' 'em off with this gun o' mine I got a fire in my belly and a fire in my head Goin' higher and higher until I'm dead Sister Sue she's short and stout But she didn't grow up, she grew out Mama says she's plain, but she's just bein' kind Papa says she's pretty, but he's almost blind They don't let her out much, except at night But I don't care 'cause I'm alright Oh the sun shines bright on my old Kentucky home And the young folks roll on the floor Oh the sun shines bright on my old Kentucky home Keep them hard times away from my door Brother Gene he's big and mean And he don't have much to say He had a little woman who he whooped each day But now she's gone away Got drunk last night kicked Mama down the stair But I'm alright so I don't care Oh the sun shines bright on my old Kentucky home And the young folks roll on the floor Oh the sun shines bright on my old Kentucky home Keep them hard times away from my door