Keep Your Eye on Kentucky

Trails of whiskey brown

Smell of sweet temptation

The curves all up and down

The road to my salvation

And she sings to me

With every note, in perfect harmony

And off I go

Keep your eye on Kentucky

Where the hollers and the hills are bluegrass green

Yeah, tonight I'm feeling lucky

'Cause there ain't no place that I would rather be

And up on Heaven hill I'll go for roses wild

Floating down Knob Creek in our maker's redneck style

So drop me on a back porch

Just me and Emer T

Or let me breathe the Angel's share, with Pappy and Jim Beam

And I'll drag out

My old banjo, and pick one fast, and drink one slow

Keep your eye on Kentucky

Where the hollers and the hills are bluegrass green

Yeah, tonight I'm feeling lucky

'Cause there ain't no place that I would rather be

Up on Heaven hill I'll go for roses wild

Floating down Knob Creek in our maker's redneck style

Keep your eye on Kentucky

Keep your eye on Kentucky

Keep your eye on Kentucky