Love Me Like Kentucky
There's something about her way out in a holler
And how she gets so high up on them hills
She's always calling me home when I call her
And I cut a path through that tobacco field
She knows to pick me up when I get lonely
And her moonshine silhouette's there on the riverbank right now
Dancing to a night song and we'll be dancing all night long
She's got them bluegrass eyes
Her lips taste just like bourbon
All them late-night drives on a no-name made for swerving
On the small-town side
I swear nobody does me like she does me
And ain't nobody loves me
Loves me like Kentucky
She's only just a county line away
She's a double shot of Jim Beam at the bar
She's a Whitley song on the radio that knows the only one way to my heart
Don't know where to start
Ooh
She's got them bluegrass eyes
Her lips taste just like bourbon
All them late-night drives on a no-name made for swerving
On the small-town side
I swear nobody does me like she does me
And ain't nobody loves me
Loves me like Kentucky
Ooh, ooh
That blue moon keeps on calling back to me
And, ooh, ooh
There's nowhere else I'd rather be
'Cause she's got them bluegrass eyes
Her lips taste just like bourbon
All them late-night drives on a no-name made for swerving
On the small-town side
I swear nobody does me like she does me
And ain't nobody loves me
Ain't nobody loves me
Loves me like Kentucky
Ooh
Loves me like Kentucky
And how she gets so high up on them hills
She's always calling me home when I call her
And I cut a path through that tobacco field
She knows to pick me up when I get lonely
And her moonshine silhouette's there on the riverbank right now
Dancing to a night song and we'll be dancing all night long
She's got them bluegrass eyes
Her lips taste just like bourbon
All them late-night drives on a no-name made for swerving
On the small-town side
I swear nobody does me like she does me
And ain't nobody loves me
Loves me like Kentucky
She's only just a county line away
She's a double shot of Jim Beam at the bar
She's a Whitley song on the radio that knows the only one way to my heart
Don't know where to start
Ooh
She's got them bluegrass eyes
Her lips taste just like bourbon
All them late-night drives on a no-name made for swerving
On the small-town side
I swear nobody does me like she does me
And ain't nobody loves me
Loves me like Kentucky
Ooh, ooh
That blue moon keeps on calling back to me
And, ooh, ooh
There's nowhere else I'd rather be
'Cause she's got them bluegrass eyes
Her lips taste just like bourbon
All them late-night drives on a no-name made for swerving
On the small-town side
I swear nobody does me like she does me
And ain't nobody loves me
Ain't nobody loves me
Loves me like Kentucky
Ooh
Loves me like Kentucky
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Writer(s): Ernest Keith Smith, Sean Stemaly
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