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Lyrics
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Hills of Kentucky, heal my soul. I fell in love like a school girl; I did not watch the road. Like I did not know what the rules were; I drove on through the detour sign.
Hills of Kentucky, ease my mind. Hills of Kentucky, heal my soul. It seems my life is wasted; I'm so out of control - looking- for that moment that I tasted! I wanted most of all. Hills of Kentucky, break - my fall. You've had your own share of choosing, and losing your way, still you stand so proud. Hills of Kentucky teach me how. Hills of Kentucky, heal my soul. I fell in love like a school girl, I did not watch the road. I gave my heart like a child would - go running through your wildwood trees. Hills of Kentucky, com-fort me Give me some of that good ol' Southern Comfort now! You've had your own share of grieving, and leaving your past, still you live so now -
hills of Kentucky, teach me how! Hills of Kentucky, heal my soul.
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Credits
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Lyrics Credits: gypsilady
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Music Credits: gypsilady
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Producer Credits: Johnny Neel & GypsiLady
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Publisher Credits: Gypsilady & Brown Music Productions, Inc BMI
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Performance Credits: The Tennessee 5
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Label Credits: Gypsil
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Metadata
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Song Length: 4:00
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Primary Genre: Folk-Country
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Secondary Genre: Folk-Alternative
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Tempo: Medium Slow (91 - 110)
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Lead Vocal: Instrumental
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Mood 1: Relaxed
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