Evening in Kentucky;
the cows come drifting in
walking along in single file,
as sun let's night begin.
Evening in Kentucky;
the trees are dressed in green
swaying softly in the wind,
they whisper while they dream.
Evening in Kentucky;
the meadow lost it's frown
sharp lined shadows fade away,
as softness falls around.
Evening in Kentucky;
the stars begin to glow
floating, between here and heaven
not quite sure which way to go
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