East Kentucky

East Kentucky, threads of silver
Down a rusty railroad track
Dusty highway, take me to Denver
I will not be comin' back
To the mountains of Colorado
Like a bandit I will run
To the beauty of the mountains
To undo what she has done
East Kentucky, threads of silver
Down a rusty railroad track
Dusty highway, take me to Denver
I will not be comin' back

[Whistling Chorus.]
East Kentucky, I knew your daughter
In the early morning rain
And in the shadow of the tall pines
I did love her with no shame
Now the cold, gray hands of winter
Lay upon the mountain side
There's a bluebird seekin' shelter
She ain't got no place to hide
She ain't got no place to hide