LYRICS:

I’m leaving from Kentucky
I’ve been weathered through the skin
And I have my suspicions that I won’t see you again
And I have found no mercy
In these old bourbon hills
The wind has always been a part of my life
And I can feel it still

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Rest in peace to the me that you had in your head
Rest in peace to the me that you had in your head
It took a little long but the fantasy is finally gone
Rest in peace to the me that you had in your head

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I’m calling you from Cleveland
Selling war bonds door to door
And even Dusseldorf to Stalingrad
Know what you’ve got in store
But the scenery won’t change until you die
The scenery won’t change and nor will I
(Uncle Sam don’t make me fly across the Rhine)