I'm leaving from Kentucky I've been weathered through the skin And I have my suspicions that I won't see you again I have found no mercy In these old bourbon hills The wind has always been a part of my life And I can feel it still Rest in peace to the me that you had in your head Rest in peace to the me that you had in your head It took a little long but the fantasy is finally gone Rest in peace to the me that you had in your head I'm calling you from Cleveland Selling war bonds door to door And even Dusseldorf to Stalingrad Know what you've got in store But the scenery won't change until you die The scenery won't change and nor will I (Uncle Sam don't make me fly across the Rhine) Rest in peace to the me that you had in your head Rest in peace to the me that you had in your head It took a little long but the fantasy is finally gone Rest in peace to the me that you had in your head It took a little long but the fantasy is finally gone (Bass!) Rest in peace to the me that you had in your head Rest in peace to the me that you had in your head It took a little long but the fantasy is finally gone Rest in peace to the me that you had in your head Rest in peace to the me that you had in your head Rest in peace to the me that you had in your head It took a little long but the fantasy is finally gone Rest in peace to the me that you had in your head