Текст песни How Are Thing's In Clay, Kentucky? - The Statler Brothers
How
are
things
in
Clay,
Kentucky?
Bet
you
thought
I'd
never
care
There
was
a
time
when
I
felt
lucky
Just
to
be
away
from
there.
I've
had
all
of
what
I
wanted,
But
what
I
want,
I
just
can't
find
And
how
things
are
in
Clay,
Kentucky,
Has
been
lately
on
my
mind.
All
alone
in
New
York
City,
Searchin'
for
that
pot
of
gold
Now
I'm
at
the
end
of
all
my
rainbows,
And
all
at
once
I'm
feelin'
old.
I
count
the
times
of
how
I'm
livin',
Of
what
I
am
and
what
I'm
not
And
the
only
gold
in
New
York
City
Is
in
a
Salvation
Army
pot.
I'm
gettin'
blue
for
the
bluegrass
And
how
the
old
folks
are
at
home
Just
let
me
do
the
talkin',
'Cause
I
know
you're
all
alone.
I
hear
kids
back
there
playin';
I
won't
be,
don't
notice
me
Jesus
knows
I
still
love
you,
But
I
just
had
to
call
and
see.
How
things
are
in
Clay,
Kentucky.
Bet
you
thought
I'd
never
care
There
was
a
time
when
I
felt
lucky
Just
to
be
away
from
there.
I've
had
all
of
what
I
wanted,
But
what
I
want,
I
just
can't
find
And
how
things
are
in
Clay,
Kentucky,
Has
been
lately
on
my
mind.
And
how
things
are
in
Clay,
Kentucky,
Has
been
lately
on
my
mind...
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