When the roses bloom in old Kentucky
Where the skies are always blue
Linda Lou, is she is a beauty
I long for you each night and day
Those pretty brown eyes I loved so well
When I left old Kentucky
I'm going back to old Kentucky
I'm going back to old Kentucky
Linda kissed me and she cried
I'd be back, by and by
Never more to say farewell
Linda Lou, you know I love you
I told her that I would not linger