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Blue Grass Ballads |
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KENTUCKY.
From where Big Sandy tumbles down
Its sources in the mountains Of West Virginia, and is fed
By crystal brooks and fountains, Until it joins the graceful sweep
Of broad Ohio's waters, That wash the strong and shapely feet
Of three beloved daughters Of fair Columbia, and join
The great and murky river, That sweeps old Tennessee's rich banks,
Where water lilies quiver,
I love you, dear Kentucky.
I love your woods and verdant hills,
And every stream and farm-land, For to your sons, dear mother state,
Your every rood's a charm-land; No fairer women in the world,
Nor braver men are living, To bless the places whence they go
Than those that you are giving, |
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