It's six p.m, supper time in South Bend, Indiana And you figure what the hell you can eat in your motel So you order up room service on the phone And you watch the local news and eat alone You've gotta take what little pleasures you can find When you got sweet Kentucky ham on your mind, on your mind Nothin' but sweet Kentucky ham on your mind It's ten p.m, they're rollin' up the sidewalk in Milwaukee And the only place to eat, is just across the street So you sit there with a bowl of navy beans And you turn the pages of magazine And you feel you wanna quit while you're behind 'Cause you've got sweet Kentucky ham on your mind, on your mind Nothin' but sweet Kentucky ham on your mind And you feel like you're forever on the phone Half past ten, let it ring Dial again, same damn thing And you're really getting hungry for some choc Grab a shower, take a walk It's three a.m, they're servin' up last call in Cincinatti But it's still a night time town If you know your way around And despite yourself you find you're wide awake And you're staring at your scrambled eggs and steak And you must admit your heart's about to break When you think of what you left behind And you've got sweet Kentucky ham on your mind, on your mind Nothin' but sweet Kentucky ham on your mind