Michael Friedman, Benjamín Walker E., Justin Levine - The Hunters of Kentucky lyrics
[Michael Friedman, Benjamín Walker E., Justin Levine - The Hunters of Kentucky lyrics]
Who grace this famous city
Just listen if you've time to spare
While I rehearse a ditty
And for the opportunity
Conceive yourself quite lucky
For 'tis not often that you see
A hunter from Kentucky
Oh, Kentucky, the hunters of Kentucky!
Oh, Kentucky, the hunters of Kentucky!
But Jackson, he was wide awake
And was not scared of trifles
For well he knew what aim we take
With our Kentucky rifles
He led us down to Cypress Swamp
The ground was low and mucky
And there stood John Bull in pomp
And here was old Kentucky!
Oh, Kentucky, the hunters of Kentucky!
Oh, Kentucky, the hunters of Kentucky!
Oh, Kentucky, the hunters of Kentucky!
Oh, Kentucky, the hunters of Kentucky!