A week or so ago Paul uploaded the song “Sweet Dreams of Kentucky.” I had never heard the song before, but since watching his video I haven’t been able to get the song out of my mind. It’s been going round and round on a loop.
The song was written by Grandpa Jones. Paul learned it from Doyle Dykes who played guitar for Grandpa Jones back in the day.
In the video notes Paul said Grandpa released the song in 1977, but he thinks the recording sounds older.
Paul also said the song sounded a lot like a Delmore Brothers song. I wholeheartedly agree. That’s part of the reason I like it so much.
The longing for home really speaks to my heart.
Hope you enjoyed the song!
Tipper
Original singles released on Spotify.
Shepherd of My Soul (Album released in 2016).
The Wilson Brothers Words of Life Album released in the 70s.
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I always enjoy your daddy and Paul singing together. Their voices together are so mesmerizing and sweet. Thanks for posting these songs Paul. J
Randy,
I feel your pain. It’s hard to go on alone.
I love hearing that song! My family is eastern KY and boy does that make me miss it. I’ll be going there in a few weeks to see family that still lives on the same land. The sunshine in the morning coming up in the holler and the crisp morning mountain air is always on my mind. The mountains are calling and I must go! Thank you for sharing this beautiful song!!
Always enjoy hearing the Wilson family picking and singing.
Still need prayers. Colonoscopy scheduled for tomorrow and possibly surgery later in the week. ❤️❤️
Carolyn, I will keep you in my prayers. I hope it all goes well and you are soon feeling better!!
Thank you Tipper.
Carolyn
I will lift you in prayer, too. May you feel the Lord close to you!
Thank you Debbie.
I enjoyed this when Paul shared it and enjoyed it again now with you sharing it, Tipper. I think all of us have a song (or more) that ‘calls’ to us of ‘home.’ An old saying I heard since a child was “Home is where the heart is.” I think we often long for a ‘home’ – when life was so much simpler, and people were ‘there’ for each other more than what today’s culture is.
Amen. Just came back from my lifelong country Baptist church. Just like me, many of the members are lifelong members-from the cradle to the grave. Being with them worshipping and just being in church together sometimes talking about past times is a “pick me up” for me.
I have never heard the song before today, but I love it. If you’ve ever been homesick, you can relate to the words Grandpa Jones wrote for this song.
Paul gives me a glimpse into a world I know nothing about. But he is a great guide into it. An odd thing about that song, I grew up in KY and was there for my first 30 years but have been in Georgia my last 41 years. Looking like I’ll never live in KY again. Would like to split the difference and live in Tennessee.
As a girl from Kentucky, I love the song. Paul, you did a great job playing and singing it.
Enjoyed the song and the picking too. The sound of the “G” cord is one of my favorites! Praying for you all and especially Granny.
I enjoyed the song and Paul’s commentary a great deal and can certainly appreciate your comment about a song getting in your head and playing non-stop. A dear friend of mine who was a songwriter, outdoorsman, and delightful all-around fellow, Gary Sefton, died a few months back. While he never made it on the Nashville scene in a big way, he had songs recorded by the likes of Tom T. Hall, John Anderson, and Ray Price and, to my way of thinking, had a real way with words.
His wife and sister both kindly shared CDs of some of Gary’s own recordings with me, and as a result some of the lyrics have become almost constant companions whether I wanted them or not. They play in my mind with all the joy of a soft rain pattering on a tin roof.
Like it! Have a great Lord’s day✝️
The sentence “the longing for home really speaks to my heart.” This is not exactly the same, I have lived at “home” all of my life. The longing for the happiness and how it used to be when my wife, daughter and so many other loved ones were still living breaks my heart and has destroyed my will to carry on. I have rolled and tumbled all night long thinking and dreaming about how it used to be. Trying to carry on without them is a burden for me.
I always enjoy hearing Paul and any of Y’all singing and playing music. I miss my brother-in-law, E. C. Miller, playing the banjo and singing.