The Man from Kentucky

When I was a young man and never been kissed I got to thinking it over what I had missed. I got me a girl, I kissed her and then, and then, Oh Lord, I kissed her again. She had kisses sweeter than wine, she had Oh - oh kisses sweeter than wine. I asked her to marry and be my sweet wife, And we would be so happy the rest of our lives. I begged and I pleaded like a natural man, And then, Oh Lord, she gave me her hand. I worked mighty hard and so did my wife, Workin' hand in hand to make a good life. With corn in the field and wheat in the bins, I was, Oh Lord, the father of twins. Our children they numbered just about four, They all had sweethearts knockin' at the door. They all got married and they didn't hesitate; I was, Oh Lord, the grandfather of eight. Now that we're old, and ready to go, We get to thinkin' what happened a long time ago. We had a lot of kids, trouble and pain, But, Oh Lord, we'd do it again.