Kenny Rogers - Kentucky Homemade Christmas Lyrics
They shut down the mine last summer, we're gettin' by on welfareIt's Christmas Eve, I'm walkin' home, not a dollar to my nameNight is almost on me, a night I'm almost dreadingNo store bought gifts to open, but there'll be Christmas just the sameIt's just another ho-omemade Christmas i-in KentuckyJust odds and ends I fashioned with my hear-eart and with my handsIt's just another ho-omemade Christmas i-in KentuckyOur fine and fancy homemade love, God's precious gi-ift from up aboveMake up the homemade Christmas of this poor Kentucky manThere's a brand new Barlow knife with a shiny wooden handleGleamin' in the window down at Galen Johnson's storeMy wide eyed little Billy Boy, his face pressed to the windowToo young for understandin' what it means to be so poorIt's just another ho-omemade Christmas i-in KentuckyJust odds and ends I fashioned with my heart and with my handsIt's just another ho-omemade Christmas i-in KentuckyOur fine and fancy homemade love, God's precious gi-ift from up aboveMake up the homemade Christmas of this poor Kentucky manLittle Linda ain't no baby, hell she turns thirtee-een in AprilShe's been dreamin' about that dolly in the window for half her lifeShe's old enough to realise that it ain't never comin'I'd damn near rob a bank to get that doll and Billy's knifeIt's just another ho-omemade Christmas i-in KentuckyJust odds and ends I fashioned with my hear-eart and with my ha-andsIt's just another ho-omemade Christmas i-in KentuckyOur fine and fancy homemade love, God's precious gi-ift from up aboveMake up the homemade Christmas of this poor Kentucky manIt's just an
