Kentucky Gap

Daddy worked in the lumberyard Since the day I can remember Calluses for skin Back overdid Born with true grit Momma was a drinker A smoker and a lover A fighter and a saint A hippie so quaint With an unexpected fate Hillsboro Kentucky is where I was raised In the creeks I played In the hills I strayed Its where I found the way In that Kentucky Gap In there you wont find no map Put on your bootstraps Its a long brutal road in the Kentucky gap Its a long brutal road in the Kentucky gap My siblings and I went through A little piece of hell In the foster hotel Moving cell to cell Where the broken children dwell Momma and daddy They gave it their best Gave us food to ingest A place to lay our head A bandade when we bleed But momma and daddy They fought like dogs At eachother like hogs Flippin every log Lost in the Fog In that Kentucky Gap In there you wont find no map Put on your bootstraps Its a long brutal road in the Kentucky gap Its a long brutal road in the Kentucky gap Most dont make it There in there for life Scraping pennies looking for their next high If your strong enough You might survive One of the few who make it out alive Kentucky Gap In there you wont find no map Put on your bootstraps Its a long brutal road in the Kentucky gap Its a long brutal road in the Kentucky gap Its a long brutal road in the Kentucky gap