| My Rose of Old Kentucky |
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| She blooms for me near little village in our cabin on the hill |
| We made our vow to love each other and I know we always will |
| She’s my rose of old Kentucky I watch her bloom as years go by And there’ll never be another I’ll love her till the day I die |
| Though in dreams I see my darling in a gringo dress she looks so sweet |
| Oh how I long for old Kentucky and my darling what’s more for me She’s my rose… |
| Oh I know you often wonder so I’ll tell you the reason why |
| She’s my rose of old Kentucky and I know she’ll never lie |
| She’s my rose… |
