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• Artiste: Loretta Lynn
• Titre: God's Country
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Well I was born in old Kentucky In them hills where folks are lucky From a coal miner's daughter right to a coal miner's wife Well the mountain folks love the mountains White lightning flowed like the fountains On a Sunday morning you can hear all the good folks singin [Chorus:] It's God's country in these hills he walks And in the middle of the night you can hear him talk It's the closest place to heaven that I know If you wanna get to heaven get your road map out It's called the bible if you have one doubt I guess my friends, you must be on the wrong route Well I miss the old camp meeting time and dinner on the ground What I miss most is everything like all the country sounds Like the lonesome sound of the whippoorwill sang me to sleep every night And the whistle of the old freight train before daylight [Chorus] And my old Kentucky home's far away