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Kentucky Rose

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  • 2010.05.31
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Sun comes up sunday morn On the little church here I been since I was born And there he stood a hearty smile You could hear his voice ringing out for a country mile And he could place your mind at ease With his tenderness and a heart that aimed to please A paupers hands a farmers clothes Just a preacher man we called kentucky rose He worked the soul like he worked the land He spoke in ways that anyone could understand Simple words of simple faith And when it came to love he would go out of his way A helping hand a soothing chat And he practiced what he preached imagine that And as far as kindness goes There was none compared to old kentucky rose Evening stroll cross shylers bridge Thats when he saw the boy trapped below that rocky ridge He knew the danger he would face But its as if he saved the child only to take his place For on that ridge of stone and ice Kentucky met his maker in sacrifice Why hes gone God only knows Maybe for the company of his kentucky rose So peaceful in his sunday best He was buried on a hill and laid to rest When people heard they came in droves To say their last good-byes to sweet kentucky rose Now on that hill one flower grows They say it is the spirit of kentucky rose They say it is the spirit of kentucky rose I believe it is the spirit of kentucky rose

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