I’ve traveled o’er this country wide a seeking fortune fair I’ve been down the two coast lines, I’ve traveled everywhere From Portland East and Portland West and back along the line I’m going now to a place that’s best, that old home town of mine. 
Chorus: Eight more miles and Louisville will come into my view Eight more miles on this old road and I’ll never more be blue I knew some day that I’d come back, I knew it from the start Eight more miles to Louisville, the home town of my heart. 
There’s sure to be a girl somewhere that you like best of all Mine lives down in Louisville, she’s long and she is tall But she’s the kind that you can’t find a rambling through the land I’m on my way this very day to win her heart and hand. 
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Now I can picture in my mind a place we’ll call our home A humble little hut for two, we’ll never want to roam The place that’s right for that love site is in those bluegrass hills Where gently flows the Ohio by a place called Louisville. 
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