Kentucky Homemade Christmas

They shut down the mine last summer. We're gettin' by on welfare
 It's Christmas Eve, I'm walkin' home, not a dollar to my name
 Night is almost on me. A night I'm almost dreading
 No store bought gifts to open, but there'll be Christmas just the same
 It's just another homemade Christmas in Kentucky
 Just odds and ends I fashioned with my heart and with my hands
 It's just another homemade Christmas in Kentucky
 Our fine and fancy homemade love, God's precious gift from up above
 Make up the homemade Christmas of this poor, Kentucky man
 There's a brand new Barlow knife with a shiny wooden handle
 Gleamin' in the window down at Galen Johnson's store
 My wide eyed little Billy Boy, his face pressed to the window
 Too young for understandin' what it means to be so poor
 It's just another homemade Christmas in Kentucky
 Just odds and ends I fashioned with my heart and with my hands
 It's just another homemade Christmas in Kentucky
 Our fine and fancy homemade love, God's precious gift from up above
 Make up the homemade Christmas of this poor, Kentucky man
 Little Linda ain't no baby. Hell she turns thirteen in April
 She's been dreamin' about that dolly in the window for half her life
 She's old enough to realise that it ain't never comin'
 I'd damn near rob a bank to get that doll and Billy's knife
 It's just another homemade Christmas in Kentucky
 Just odds and ends I fashioned with my heart and with my hands
 It's just another homemade Christmas in Kentucky
 Our fine and fancy homemade love, God's precious gift from up above
 Make up the homemade Christmas of this poor Kentucky man
 It's just another homemade Christmas in Kentucky
 Just odds and ends I fashioned with my heart and with my hands
 It's just another homemade Christmas in Kentucky