One day like this a year would see me right Throw those curtains wide 'Cause holy cow, I love your eyes And only now I see the light Drinking in the morning sun Blinking in the morning sun Shaking off the heavy one Oh, heavy like a loaded gun What made

Where the sun comes up about ten in the morning And the sun goes down about three in the day And you fill your cup with whatever bitter brew you're drinking In the deep dark hills of eastern Kentucky That's the place where I trace my bloodline And it's