Stu’s Kentucky Hearts

We sat down by the Cumberland stream

Underneath the sycamore tree

You had your hand tucked inside of mine

And a little green friend on your knee

His shell was no bigger than a pocket watch

Just soaking up

the blue grass sun

We named him Stu right there on the spot

Our slow-moving family of one (mmmmm) Oh

Kentucky,

me and you

And a little turtle named Stu

Take it easy, take it slow

Where the wild clover grows

We got nowhere else we need to run

Just basking in the southern sun

Now years have gone by on this old front porch

And the world moves a little too fast

But we look on down at the garden patch

At a friendship built to last (yeah) Oh

Kentucky,

me and you

And a little turtle named Stu

Take it easy,

take it slow

Where the wild clover grows

We got nowhere else we need to run

Just basking in the southern sun

Just me,

and you...

And a little turtle named Stu... (mmmmm-hmm)