Any day now the sky could fall   And I’m not one to complain   But this don’t feel like no paradise at all   Down on the corner in the rain      Old Kentucky, he’s a friend of mine   He got them Fayette County blues   Ain’t no woman ever keep the man in line   And there ain’t no woman he can refuse      Well I stumbled in with my guitar    And bought a drink behind the bar   Sat in with the band until 2:00   Then I said:      “too much whiskey make me tumble home”   “too much Jesus make me pray”   “too much love and Lord I feel so all alone”   “but that’s all right mama, that’s OK”      Cause’ Sweet Serrita, she’s behind the bar   She’s got the towel in her hand   Lord release her, she’s only 24   And she’s doing the best that she can      Well I don’t know, but I been told   That freedom is an open road   But I guess it all depends on how you drive   While you’re alive      Now people tell me I’m the Lucky One   But that don’t matter much to me   Cause’ I ain’t nothing but my father’s son   And that’s all I’m ever gonna be