Kentucky's winter mornin' like a baby freshly born
Its snowy blanket may look cold but the feeling's soft and warm
Though the world looks trapped beneath the ice on evergreens
Life is waiting crouched to set the Spring
Kentucky's just as close to heaven as I'll ever come
Up there the morning dew shines like emeraids in the sun
Bluegrass in the meadow lifts you right up to the sky
And I hope that I can go back to Kentucky when I die
Kentucky springhtime sgternoon with perfume in the air
Like a young girl running free with flowers in her hair
Warm threads of sunlight weave a blanket on the meadow
A bed just right for any weary fellow
* Refrain
Kentucky summer days are lazy and long
The air is full of sunshine and the woods are full of song
Father and his son sit beside a crystal stream
Reflection off their past and future dreams
Kentucky's autumn evening front room rockin' chair
An old man lights his pipe and blows smoke rights in the air
He smiles down at the children sittin' by his knee
He tells them stories made of memories
* Refrain
Yeah, where the bluegrass in the meadow lifts you right up in the sky
And I hope that I can go back to kentucky when I die