Some Where among the hills of old Kentucky there's two old folks I love with all my heart. They're Praying for their boy to come back safely, And never no more from them depart. There's a little sweetheart waiting for her darling, With her heart all filled with love divine. I long to hold her in my arms and kiss her. For tonight I'm old Kentucky bound. In summer when the birds are singing sweetly And pretty flowers blooming all around. I long to climb that dear old rocky mountain. For tonight I'm old Kentucky bound. I'll soon be with the ones I love so dearly. Lord, how I wish I had them with me now. They'll greet me when I reach that little shanty. For tonight I'm old Kentucky bound.