Kentucky

The night before your wedding
I dreamed what I would say
I’d beg you for forgiveness
For all the mess I’ve made
I dreamed that you were gracious
I dreamed you wished me well
I dreamed that you were vicious
You damned me straihgt to hell
But, oh, sweet Kentucky
No matter where I land
I was just a boy for you
And he will be your man
I was just a boy for you
And he will be your man
I’d tell you that I’m lonely
And fame has let me down
Living like a stranger
Traveling town to town
And all my aspirations
Don’t amount to much
The wine and the women
Are such a shameful crutch
I know you will be happy
And I’ll be in the band
Cause I was just a boy for you
And he will be your man
And I was just a boy for you
He will be your man…