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Kenny Rogers

Kentucky Homemade Christmas

 

Kentucky Homemade Christmas

(album: Christmas - 1981)


They shut down the mine last summer, we're getting by on welfare
It's Christmas Eve, I'm walking home, not a dollar to my name
Night is almost on me, a night I'm almost dreading
No store bought gifts to open, but there'll be Christmas just the same.

It's just another homemade Christmas in Kentucky
Just odds and ends I fashioned with my heart and with my hands
It's just another homemade Christmas in Kentucky
Our fine and fancy homemade love, God's precious gift from up above
Make up the homemade Christmas of this poor Kentucky man.

There's a brand new Barlow knife with a shiny wooden handle
Gleaming in the window down at Galen Johnson's store
My wide eyed little Billy Boy, his face pressed to the window
Too young for understanding what it means to be so poor.

It's just another homemade Christmas in Kentucky
Just odds and ends I fashioned with my heart and with my hands
It's just another homemade Christmas in Kentucky
Our fine and fancy homemade love, God's precious gift from up above
Make up the homemade Christmas of this poor Kentucky man.

Little Linda ain't no baby, hell she turns thirteen in April
She's been dreaming about that dolly in the window for half her life
She's old enough to realize that it ain't never coming
I'd damn near rob a bank to get that doll and Billy's knife.

It's just another homemade Christmas in Kentucky
Just odds and ends I fashioned with my heart and with my hands
It's just another homemade Christmas in Kentucky
Our fine and fancy homemade love, God's precious gift from up above
Make up the homemade Christmas of this poor Kentucky man.

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