Kentucky - Edwin Mccain

The night before your wedding

I dreamed what I would say

I’d beg you for forgiveness

For all the mess I’ve made

I dreamed that you were gracious

I dreamed you wished me well

I dreamed that you were vicious

You damned me straihgt to hell

But, oh, sweet Kentucky

No matter where I land

I was just a boy for you

And he will be your man

I was just a boy for you

And he will be your man

I’d tell you that I’m lonely

And fame has let me down

Living like a stranger

Traveling town to town

And all my aspirations

Don’t amount to much

The wine and the women

Are such a shameful crutch

I know you will be happy

And I’ll be in the band

Cause I was just a boy for you

And he will be your man

And I was just a boy for you

He will be your man…