In my mind I'm on a hilltop in Kentucky

Counting blessings and thinking gosh I'm lucky

Granny's on the porch plucking chickens

Mother stirs the grits to stop 'em sticking

I look at all the wood that still needs chopping

Think I'll hitch the horse go do some shopping

Maybe go fetch water from the stream

In my mind I've got a country dream.

But I'm living in a hi-rise in the poorer part of town

The pavement is my prairie, twenty seven floors down

I can rustle up a barbecue on my new electric range

I buy my meat with the fur still on though the butcher finds it strange.

In my mind I'm a metre across the shoulders

Mean at times with a temper that just smoulders

Men don't mess and women think I'm crazy

But I hold my drink like a mother holds her baby

In my mind I'm as ruthless as the devil

Hard to please but dealing on the level

The windows rattle when I let off steam

In my mind I've got a country dream.

But I'm weaker than a whisper and as well dressed as a bum

I'm scared to turn the lights out in case the nightmares come

Whisky leaves me ill at ease, wine just makes me sick

Women take one look at me and then get out double quick.

In my mind I'm on a hilltop in Kentucky.