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From the sheet music at York University:


IN THE HILLS OF OLD KENTUCKY (MY MOUNTAIN ROSE)
Words by J. R. Shannon, music by Charles L. Johnson, ©1914.

1. There's a rose that grows in old Kentucky; she's the sweetest girl I know,
With eyes of blue, and manner too, that have made me love her so.
Where the lonely mountain trail is winding 'round my old Kentucky home,
To a simple old log cabin, that is where I soon will roam.

CHORUS: In the hills of old Kentucky where the birds sing merrily,
And the Southern breeze is playing thru the trees, that is where I long to be.
O'er the mountain trail I'm going, where my sweet wildflower grows,
In the hills of old Kentucky to my Mountain Rose.

2. In my dreams, I see the bluegrass waving and the meadowlarks at play.
They seem to call me back again to those hills so far away,
Where the winding trail is filled with sunshine, and the rhododendron grows,
Where the birds are ever singing to my own dear Mountain Rose.


still on it :>)

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