There's no greater place that I would want to be Then the beautiful bluegrass state of Kentucky Miles and miles of painted white rolling fences Early morning mist hovering over the green hills Well groomed horses ready to run for the thrills Fancy carriages pulled by beauties strutting their stuff One ride, two rides, three rides, it’s never quite enough Fifteen distillery’s in the big city’s or in small urban Some rum some gin but the bragger is the bourbon Maker’s Mark, Heaven Hill, Four Roses and Jim Beam Besides the horses and hats, this is every jockey’s dream Every season to me at least seems just about right Summer and spring has it’s warmth in which I delight Winter is cold and crisp with a little bit of snow Quickly it's gone making room for the bluegrass to grow Fall is the best and my favorite leaving no room for debates It last longer and is more colorful than any of the other states One last thing least I forget, do this so you'll have no regrets You bought the hats, drank the booze, possibly ran up some debts Now that you've had fun and made all the rounds Please buy that winning ticket at Churchill Downs! Author Eileen Clark
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