Living life slow
With
Not a lot mojo
It's people so miss understood
Pregnant and barefoot
Sorry, this is not textbook
We don't have a lot of neighborhoods
Something better
A lot of woods
Filled with flowering dogwoods

Grew up learning about manhood
and Womanhood
Taught
To stand with our neighbors
We should
and  
We just would

Family feuds
None, as along as you pay your dues
Excluding
The Hatfield's and the McCoy's
We all know about their attitudes

We love our Whiskey
Our Makers and heaven hill
and our  moonshine  
how mighty fine

Spend our days
In the fields
Sometime wadding in the mud
Where we had just dug
Tug!
Maybe loose our shoes
All we do is shrug

We speak with a southern draw
We call our mom, maw
We call our dad, paw
By the time we start to craw
And we consider everyone ya all
Kentucky
Where the stars shine bright
Where everything is just right
And everything is alright

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