[1] The raindrops fall in the pale moonlight
On a cabin high just about mid-[5]-night
Thought I saw her [4] face through the window [1] pane
Reaching out to [5] me it calls my [1] name

It was a year ago this very day
She disappeared without a trace
Some say a man from Tennessee
Came and took my baby from me

Now her spirit [4] moves through the tall [1] pine trees
Coming in my [4] door, laying next to [5] me
I hear her [4] howlin' in the holler she's [^b3] come back home a-[4]-gain
She's [^b3] blowing in the [4] blue Kentucky [1] wind

Now every night she's in my dreams
Dressed in white by a mountain stream
Then I awake in a cold, cold sweat
From reliving what I'll always regret

Back in the woods where no one goes
There's two graves where the water flows
I pay my respects to my Marie
And I cuss that no good man from Tennesseee

[^b3] Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-[4]-ooh blue Kentucky [1] wind
Ooh-ooh-[^b3]-ooh-ooh-[4]-ooh blue Kentucky [1] wind
She's a-[^b3]-blowing in the [4] blue Kentucky [1] wind
[^b3] [4] Blue Kentucky [1] wind