I met a gal in Louisville
She's got that smooth complexion,
just like your whippin' cream
She's the cream of Kentucky,
and I bet that you would too
Her skin is about the smoothest
I'm scared to take her in the sun,
afraid that she will melt
She's the cream of Kentucky,
and I bet that you would too
I thought I'd steal a little kiss
to see what she would say
So I smacked her on her pretty cheek,
and she fainted dead away
She's the cream of Kentucky,
and I bet that you would too
Now, I'm as jealous as can be
Afraid she'll throw a curve
I'd ask her to marry up with me
But I just ain't got the nerve
She's the cream of Kentucky
And I love her meat, I do
and I'll bet that you would
just what do you think she said,
why she asked me to marry her?
And boy, was my face red.
She's the cream of Kentucky,
and I love her deed I do.
and I bet that you would too.
