She's from the hills of Kentucky
With waving long black hair
And lips as sweet as warm red wine
No others can compare
Chorus:
I'm going Honky tonkin'
Everything's turned upside down
But when I finds that gal of mine
We're really gonna paint this town
They say we can't get married
They say I'm not worthy of you
They don't know what they're talking about
They don't know what we've gone through
Now when you see me coming
Better raise your window high
And when you see me leavin' lord, lord
Hang down your head and cry
Verse and Chorus:
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| I | IV | I-V | I |