"Back To Tennessee" lyrics

"Back To Tennessee"

Packing up to leave and everything's a lie
Everything's on fire, everything I own
I cannot believe she left me here on wires all exposed
And there lining up my soul
Now the boxes by the door singing where you gonna go
The piano in the drive singing don't leave me alone
Elizabeth wants to see me less
Jesus wants to see me more
He says he's got somethings in store

Say farewell and I'm gone
Back to Tennessee
Where they'll meet me with scorn
But I know they'll meet me
Say farewell and I will be on down the line
Say farewell and I'm gone
Back to Tennessee

Written on the walls are all the memories
And pieces now they fall
And terrible my penmanship I know is gonna cause
A couple here and there
But baby there not lost
I wrote them on our souls
Now the boxes by the door singing where we gonna go
The piano down the drive down 6th avenue it rolls
Elizabeth wants to see me less
She says I was a lost cause
The time will never fix my flaws

Say farewell and I'm gone
Back to Tennessee
Where they'll meet me with scorn
But I know they'll meet me
Say farewell and I will be on down the line
Say farewell and I'm gone
Back to Tennessee
Farewell and I'm gone
Back to Tennessee
Where they'll meet me with scorn
But I know they'll meet me
Say farewell and I will be on down the line
Say farewell and I will un-tell all those lies
Say farewell and I will un-slip all these ties
Say farewell and I'm gone
Back to Tennessee


Writer(s): Josiah Donald Leming
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