.If I could see through greener eyes. Sunday drives and apple pies in old Kentucky, my old Kentucky home.
Wearing rags and sleeping on floors, black talon bullets and gang-land wars in old Kentucky, my old Kentucky home.
Whispering brooks and houses in trees, lynching me for "dirty knees" in o.
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