The Kentuckian Song
Irving Gordon
I see my darlin in each spray of summer sunlight
I see my darlin in the leaves that fall
I see her walkin' in the rainy April sadness
And hear her name in every bluebird call
I've told the possum in the gum tree
Told the raccoon on the ground
Told everyone but my darlin
Of the happiness I've found
My heart would cry more than the weeping willow tree
If my darlin and her heart were not for me
My heart would cry more than the weeping willow tree
If my darlin and her heart were not for me
If my darlin and her hеart were not for me
