Here I sit in a crowded city, it's so stuffy and hard to breathe. All this pollution that surrounds me, OKY is the place for me.I'm going back to OKY, it's the place God meant for me. It's the land of milk and honey, OKY, they're calling me.I love to taste the happy sunshine that He's always made so good.Here the hound dogs chase and come, through them old Kentucky roads.I'm going back to OKY, it's the place God meant for me. It's the land of milk and honey, OKY, they're calling me.When it comes morning I won't be here, I'll be on the train and gone. And by night I'll be arriving at my old Kentucky home.I'm going back to OKY, it's the place God meant for me. It's the land of milk and honey, OKY, they're calling me.I'm going back to OKY, it's the place God meant for me. It's the land of milk and honey, OKY, they're calling me. OKY, they're calling me.