My Old Kentucky Home Lyrics - The People Dressed Like Monkeys - Randy Newman

Turpentine and dandelion wine 

I've 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 

And a fire in my head 

Goin' higher and higher 

Until I'm dead 

Sister Sue, she's short and stout 

She didn't grow up, she grew out 

Mama says she's plain but she's just bein' kind 

Papa thinks she's pretty but he's almost blind 

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Don't let her out much 'cept at night 

But I don't care 'cause I'm all right 

Oh, the sun shines bright on my old Kentucky home 

And the young folks roll on the floor 

Oh, the sun shines bright on my old Kentucky home 

Keep them hard times away from my door 

Brother Gene, he's big and mean 

And he don't have much to say 

He had a little woman who he whupped each day 

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But now she's gone away 

He got drunk last night 

Kicked mama down the stairs 

But I'm all right so I don't care