Colonel of Truth
Great tubs of Kentucky, filled with chicken,
With herby chicken, flour-dunked and fried;
Great tubs of Kentucky, finger-lickin,
Your family buckets fill my gut with pride.
It was in the credit crunch,
When the bankers had a hunch
When their free lunch and their fee
Led the country to its knee,
Great tubs of Kentucky, filled with chicken,
Filled up the poor in need of KFC.
Great tubs of Kentucky, no more dole for
The chicken-pickers, and their quick-draw cooks;
Great tubs of Kentucky, and some cole-slaw,
Oh Darling, they may balance up your books.
It was in the time of doubt,
Your Kentucky moon came out,
And the public's snout raised sales
Of your spicy chicken pails,
Great tub of Kentucky, Colonel Sanders,
Your crumb-encrusted chicken never fails.
All together:
Great tubs of Kentucky, filled with chicken,
With herby chicken, flour-dunked and fried;
Great tubs of Kentucky, finger-lickin,
Your family buckets fill my gut with pride.
Read the Telegraph article here
Bill Monroe singing 'Blue Moon Of Kentucky' on the Johnny Cash show
