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de Sean Stemaly

There's somethin' about her way out in a holler
And how she gets so high up on them hills
She's always callin' me home when I call her
And I cut a path through that tobacco field
She knows to pick me up when I get lonely
And her moonshine silhouette's there on the riverbank right now
Dancin' to a night song and we'll be dancin' all night long

She's got them blue grass eyes
Her lips taste just like bourbon
All them late night drives on a no name made for swervin'
On the small town side
I swear nobody does me like she does me
And ain't nobody loves me
Loves me like Kentucky

She's only just a county line away
She's a double shot of Jim Beam at the bar
She's a Whitley song on the radio that knows the only one way to my heart
Don't know where to start

Ooh, she's got them blue grass eyes
Her lips taste just like bourbon
All them late night drives on a no name made for swervin'
On the small town side
I swear nobody does me like she does me
And ain't nobody loves me
Loves me like Kentucky

Ooh, that blue moon keeps on callin' back to me
And ooh, there's nowhere else I'd rather be

'Cause she's got them blue grass eyes
Her lips taste just like bourbon
All them late night drives on a no name made for swervin'
On the small town side
I swear nobody does me like she does me
And ain't nobody loves me
Ain't nobody loves me
Loves me like Kentucky
Ooh, loves me like Kentucky

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