From: [email protected] (Rob Heerdink)
My old Kentucky home - Randy Newman
E7
Turpentine and dandelion wine
A7
I've turned the corner, I'm doin' fine
E7
Shootin' at the birds on the telephoneline
B7 E7
Pickin' them off with this gun o' mine
A7 E7
I got a fire in my belly and a fire in my head
B7 E7
Growing higher and higher 'till I'm dead
Sister Sue she's short and stout
She didn't grow up, she grew out
Mama thinks she's plain, but she's just being kind
Papa thinks she's pretty, but he's almost blind
We don't let her out much except at night
But I don't care 'cause I'm allright
E7 A7 E7
O-ho, the sun shines bright on my old Kentucky home
E7 B7
Young folks roll on the floor
E7 A7 E7
O-ho, the sun shines bright on my old Kentucky home
E7 B7 E7
Keep them hard times away from my door
Brother Gene, he's big and mean
And he don't have much to say
Got a little woman who he whooped eached day
But now she's gone away
Got drunk last night, kicked mama down the stairs
But I'm allright, so I don't care

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Rob Heerdink Department of Pharmacoepidemiology &
[email protected] Pharmacotherapy, Utrecht University
-watch out where the huskies go, and don't you eat that yellow snow-




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