Ken Nelson - Kentucky lyrics

Kentucky you are the dearest land outside of Heaven to me Kentucky your laurels and your red bud trees When I die I want to rest upon your graceful mountain so high Kentucky that is where God will look for me Kentucky I miss the voices singing in the silvery moonlight Kentucky I miss the hound dog chasing coon I know that my mother dad & sweetheart all are waiting for me Kentucky I will be coming soon Kentucky you are the dearest land outside of Heaven to me Kentucky I will be coming soon