I begged her not to go, said I could not live without her. She said, don't be dramatic, you'll survive. She drove away, the sky turned gray. . I cried all night about her.
If I have send a message like a whisper on the breeze. Reckon it's no wonder that it never got to me. 'Cos I'm down here in Kentucky, where the sun don't ever shine.
If l had sent a message. Like a whisper on the breeze. I reckon it's not wonder. That it never got to me. I'm down here in Kentucky. Where the sun don't ever shine.