Down in the hills of old Tenntucky I remember the night that I got lucky I saw you and you saw me Where the Cumberland River meets the Tennessee It's good to be good but I'd rather be lucky Down in the hills of old Tenntucky
Heard the call of a whippoorwill I thought I smelled a moonshine still Train whistle moan on down the track taknig me back Down in the hills of old Tenntucky down in the hills of old Tenntucky [ harmonica ] Heard the call of a whippoorwill... Down in the hills of old Tenntucky down in the hills of old Tenntucky
