I wish I was in bowling Green
Sittin' in a chair
With one arm around this old guitar
And the other 'round my dear, the other 'round my dear
Bowling Green, hey, good old bowling green
I've been all around this whole wide world
Been to Tennessee
But there's no other place that I would rather be
That's home sweet home to me
Bowling Green, hey, good old bowling green
If I had a dollar for every song I've sung
I could live in clover until my race was run
Until my race was run, until my race was run
But I ain't got a dollar, I ain't got one thin dime
But I got a sweetie pie who loves me all the time
Who loves me all the time
Bowling Green, hey, good old bowling green