Intro: C Verses: C7 F C How are things in Clay, Kentucky? Bet you thought I'd never care G7 C G There was a time when I felt lucky just to be away from there G7 C C7 F C I've had all of what I wanted, but what I want, I just can't find G7 C G7 C & how things are in Clay, Kentucky, has been lately on my mind A7 D D7 G D All alone in New York City, searchin' for that pot of gold A7 D A Now I'm at the end of all my rainbows, & all at once I'm feelin' old A7 D D7 G D I count the tires of how I'm livin', of what I am & what I'm not A7 D A7 D & the only gold in New York City is in a Salvation Army pot B7 E E7 A E I'm gettin' blue for the bluegrass & how the old folks are at home B7 E B Just let me do the talkin', 'cause I know you're all alone B7 E A E I hear kids back there playin'; I won't be, don't notice me B7 E B7 E Jesus knows I still love you, but I just had to call & see G7 C C7 F C How things are in Clay, Kentucky. Bet you thought I'd never care G7 C G There was a time when I felt lucky just to be away from there G7 C C7 F C I've had all of what I wanted, but what I want, I just can't find G7 C Am C G7 C & how things are in Clay, Kentucky, has been lately on my mind G7 C Am C G7 C & how things are in Clay, Kentucky, has been lately on my mind Coda: same as intro