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