Gettin' lucky in Kentucky
For better, worse, and sometimes sunny
And when I get to walking, my shoes are always muddy
Gettin' lucky in Kentucky. Yeah, you've got to know the rules
Holding on will get you flattened by the Bourbon and the fools
Gettin' lucky in Kentucky. It just wasn't meant to last
Started running from the holler. But the past caught up real fast
Tried to fit in with the others, but then I was outcast
Now I'm chilling in the back yard with some wine and sour mash
Gettin' lucky in Kentucky. For better, worse, and sometimes sunny
And when I get to walking, my shoes are always muddy
Getting lucky in Kentucky. Yeah, you've got to know the rules
Holding on will get you flattened by the Bourbon and the fools
Gettin' lucky in Kentucky. This is where I lay my head
It's where I'll end up at the last day. Where I'll make my final bed
In the deep, dark hills of eastern Kentucky
Guess you never get to leave alive. And that's just fine
I'm so blessed to call this the place where I was
Born and raised
No matter where I'm bound, my heart is always here to stay
Gettin' lucky in Kentucky
For better, worse, and sometimes sunny
And when I get to walking, you know my shoes are always muddy