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(I’ve Got the Blues For My Kentucky Home) A Fox-trot novelty song from 1921 Words and music by Clarence Gaskill Lyrics 1. When a girl or chappie feels unhappy They have my sympathy For I feel so lonely by my only And lonesome as can be So I just wrote Mother, Sis’ and Brother And my sweetie knows That I want to wander ‘way down yonder Where the blue grass grows Chorus: I’ve got the blues for old Kentucky Oh boy! I feel blue I long to kiss my Mammy I miss my Daddy, too I’ll tell the world I’ve been a rover Now my roamin’ days are over I’ve got the blues for my Kentucky home Counter melody (second time through): For there is no place like home No matter where you roam Be it ever so humble There’s no place like home 2. I can see my Mammy Uncle Sammy and Aunt Jemima Lee I can see them smilin’ when they pile in That chicken fricasse When my sister Mabel sets the table She’ll fix a place for me I’ll be in Kentucky, if I’m lucky With my family Patter: Ev’rybody’s got a certain kind of blues they rave about We’ve got the “Landlord blues” because he put us out Then we heard somebody say They had the “Profiteering Blues” You get them when you go to buy a pair of shoes Some folks have got the blues For good old fashioned beer A hundred million cases and there’s “One right here” When you get a certain kind of blues And feel you want to roam You’ve got the blues for your Kentucky Home Sweet Home Second Patter (from a 78rpm record): Say you ought to see my sweetie In my old Kentucky home. She’s sweeter than the honey from the honeycomb If you’re lookin’ for some cookin’ That’s the bestest in the land, You ought to get my mammy round the frying pan. I used to go to school there with a boy named Bill And now they say he owns a little private still. Well I wonder if they’ll greet me When they meet me at the train. I’ll make a vow right now to never roam again! ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Sung here by Laurence Rubenstein Accompaniment by James Pitt-Payne Download the sheet music and MIDI: https://www.sheetmusicsinger.com/kent...