Kentucky Heartstrings and Stu

(hm-mmmm,

yeah)

We found him by the limestone creek

Shell so green and legs so weak

Tiny traveler on the trail

Slow and steady,

cannot fail

We named him Stu and brought him home

No more wild woods to roam

Underneath the Bluegrass sky

Watching slow-poke days go by

Me and you and a lil turtle named Stu

Kentucky hills look so sweet

With three pairs of wandering feet Living slow,

just us three

In our little cabin by the tree

(oh, lil Stu)

He eats his lettuce on the floor

Peeking out the kitchen door

While the autumn breeze blows cold We've got all the warmth we

can hold

You laugh and tell him he's too fast

Making every sweet second last

Underneath the Bluegrass sky

Watching slow-poke days go by

Me and you and a lil turtle named Stu

Kentucky hills look so sweet

With three pairs of wandering feet Living slow,

just us three

In our little cabin by the tree

Just us three

Me,

you, and Stu

(sleep tight, buddy)