Old Kaintuck

Old Kaintuck Poems


Stock #: 32947
Type: Postcard
Era: Linen
Publisher: The Kyle Co.
Postmark: 1967
PM City: Perry
PM State: NY
Stamp: 4C
Size: 3.5" x 5.5" (9 x 14 cm)

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It is remarkable what fraternal relation exists among Kentuckieans, especially where they meet in foreign States and away form home, and their loyalty to each other has been occasion for many kindly comments on the part of the outside world who marvel at the brotherhood that exists among Kentuckians wherever found. By Thomas H. Arnold, of Chicago. You're just from old Kaintucky? Well. I'll be gol durned say I'd rather live in that State The balance of my days Than be the Czar of Russia With his riches and his truck Say, I wouldn't take his kingdom For one corner of Old Kaintuck. I'd rather be a hopper, Jus lazin in the corn On an old Kaintucky hillside Than any king that's born. I'd rather watch the bluegrass Nod its dainty head and how Than see the slickes picture In old Italy. I Swow. It seems to me old natur When she cut Kaintucky out Came pretty near a-knowin The thing she was about. So she made another Eden With the sweetest flowers that grew And christened it Kaintucky With a jug of mountian dew. There ain't no other corner Of this hemisphere of ours Where old mother earth is kivered With such dainty, perfumed flowers, What the teeter - birds and thrushes Can Ejaculate such notes As they can in old Kaintucky From their little feathered throats. And the women jumpin jay birds in the good old bluegrass state: The Lord just made em perfect and then lost the fashion plate, I wouldn't be without em - and I'll state here by the by, You can plant me in Kaintucky when it comes my time to die.