Blue Grass of Kentucky

I fill my glass with wine, a merlot for my mind to play

My eyes cry with explosive emotion thinking of you

My heart broken as we said our farewells and goodbyes

You need be so far away, five hundred miles, though I hold you near

Near to my heart, playing my song of the blue grass of Kentucky

On my mind, the waters run through, I see your reflecion in my glass

Reflections of love and devotion, with so much emotion I am drawn

Drawn by your potion, I drink it make cheers to you from afar

Sing me that song of Kentucky the hills are alive with the blues on my side

I will climb to the top, taking you home down that good old country town

Singing the blues feeling my tears, for the years are passing us soon

Tears falling on to the tabletop hoping you'll walk into the room

Back into my life, while the strings of bluegrass strumming my favorite tune

Blue Grass of Kentucky be lucky for me and you under the moon with our bare bodies tonight we'll spoon