| Song | Old Kentucky Home |
| Artist | Randy Newman |
| Album | 12 Songs |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : 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 my 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 | |
| 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 | |
| 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 |
| zuo ci : 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 my 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 | |
| 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 | |
| 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 |
| zuò cí : 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 my 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 | |
| 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 | |
| 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 |