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I've traveled 'round this country wide seekin' fortune fair |
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Up and down the two coastlines, I've been most everywhere |
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From Portland east, to Portland west, and back along the line |
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I'm goin' back to the place that's best, that old hometown of mine |
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Eight more miles to Louisville, we're comin' to my view |
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Eight more miles on this old road and I'll never more be blue |
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I knew someday that I'd come back, I knew it from the start |
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Eight more miles to Louisville that's the hometown of my heart |
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There's bound to be a gal somewhere that you love best of all |
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Well, mine lives down in Louisville, she's long and she is tall |
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She's the kind that you can't find ramblin' through the land |
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I'm on my way this very day to win her heart and hand |
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I can picture in my mind a place we'll call our home |
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It's a humble little shack for two, and we never more will roam |
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The place that's right is in my sight, it's in them bluegrass hills |
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Where gently flows the O-hi-o by place called Louisville |
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