Intro: D G Bm A
verse 1
D Bm
Sneakin’ out of my house I was just sixteen
A G
Met you in the dark down by the creek
D Bm
We’d mess around until we got cold feet
A G
Summers in Kentucky they were hard to beat
verse 2
D Bm
Twenty five years later our lives have changed
A G
Meeting girls on the road who are half my age
D Bm
Sometimes I think about the creek when I’m on stage
A G
Summers in Kentucky, man I miss that place
G D
Used to press your pussy up against my mouth
A Bm
Now you’ve had a couple kids and it’s all stretched out
G D
But I’m starting to think we could figure it out
A D G
Summers in Kentucky, wanna be back now
verse 3
D Bm
If you ever feel like ditchin’ your man
A G
Grab your kids hit the road with a country band
D Bm
There’s room for all y’all inside of my van
A G
We could start our lives all over again
G D
Heard you gained a few got saggy tits
A Bm
But who am I to say cuz I’ve aged liked shit?
G D
That’s why I think we’d be the perfect fit
A D G
Summers in Kentucky man I sure miss it
Outro
G D
I’d give up all the pussy and the young shaved muff
A Bm
Bring your flabby ass back that would be enough
G D
You and I both lookin’ pretty rough
A D G
Since those summers in Kentucky man I miss that stuff