Scott Whitby, 2022
Kentucky Lake you ain't no more
With your thousand miles of shore
You ain't what you used to be
Kentucky Lake you ain't no more
In the early morning dawn
Fishin' bushes now long gone
No cane poles just spider rigs
Nobody knows when the crappie spawn
At the ramp they say how'd you do
Was it minners what'd you use
You sure filled that cooler full
Fish to clean for an hour or two
Tomorrow morning we'll do it again
Fish the bushes at the gravel pit
Power lines too far away
Fish might not bite you must admit
Kentucky Lake you ain't no more
With your thousand miles of shore
You ain't what you used to be
Kentucky Lake you ain't no more
Days are gone when boats slowed down
Wave and say see you around
Now they don't even look your way
They don't care if you even drown
Asian carp have found their way
To our lake from far away
Crappie barely have a chance
God help the TWRA
They want parks beaches and sand
They don't know it's already grand
We don't need your good advice
We don't need a better plan
Kentucky Lake will come back you see
More than just a memory
Kentucky Lake best days ahead
Kentucky Lake and you and me
Like the biscuits at Lilly Dee's
Kentucky Lake for you and me
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