My Old Kentucky Home (Turpentine and Dandelion Wine)

Lyrics

Turpentine, dandelion wine Turned the corner and I'm doin' fine Shootin' at the birds on the telephone line Pickin' 'em off with this gun of mine I got a fire in my belly, fire in my head Gonna hi-di-hi 'til I'm dead Sister Sue, short and stout She didn't grow up, she grew out Mama thinks she's pretty and she's bein' kind Papa thinks she's lovely and he's half blind Don't let her out much except at night I don't care 'cause I'm all right Oh, the sun shines bright on my old Kentucky home And the young folks lay on the floor Oh, the sun shines bright on my old Kentucky home Keep them bad times away from my door Brother Gene, he's big and mean He don't have much to say He had a little woman that he'd whoop each day But now she's gone away Got drunk last night kickin' mama down the stairs And I'm all right and I don't care Oh, the sun shines bright on my old Kentucky home And the young folks lay on the floor Oh, the sun shines bright on my old Kentucky home Keep them bad times away from my door