Am
There she go my Kentucky girl
    C           D    Am
She lonesome and she shy
Am
There she walk with her bucket and her stool
   C         D          Am
To milk the vicar's cow dry
 

G
Never was courted
A
Never was kissed
G                A
Beholden all her life
G              A
One day when I get my courage
      G                 F7     /     Am
Gonna make that girl my wife

Am
There she runs my Kentucky girl
      C       D
She's running home again
Am
Stole ten quarts from the sacred cow
    C        D           Am
Her laughter echoes like rain

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Am
Here she comes my Kentucky bride
   C           D           Am
As pretty as a flower in a field
Am
Tell her I love her with a sonnet and a song
    C      D       Am
And maybe she will yield

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