"Tennessee" lyrics
Alicia Blue, Lucinda Williams & John Paul White Lyrics
"Tennessee"
Tennessee so hard to spell, you sound like a song
Bachelorettes get it wrong
It takes more than a weekend
I wish I was home this weekend
So many nights make it through without the stars or the moon
But we'll make it through
I'll be down the block at Mickey's
While you write in your room
You're not just country, you're not just church
Yeah, you still love me even when it hurts
You patiently wait while I make my name
Though we're always changing, we stay the same
So, I'm coming back to you, back to me
I got a feeling it's meant to be
We can make it through Tennessee
Your mother said you're the only thing that gave her some hope
Hates you 'cause you left her alone
But you'll see her this weekend
I wish she would just stop speaking!
I finally got paid, changed my tire
Let's drive to Crooked Tree park
65 North
My mother hates it when I show her pictures of nature
You're not just country, you're not just church
Yeah, you still love me even when it hurts
You patiently wait while I make my name
Though we're always changing, we stay the same
So, I'm coming back to you, back to me
I got a feeling it's meant to be
Take me to the other side till we're free
We can make it through Tennessee
You're not just country, you're not just church
Yeah, you still love me even when it hurts
You patiently wait while I make my name
Though we're always changing, we stay the same
So, I'm coming back to you, back to me
Yeah, I'm coming back to you, back to me
Yeah, I'm coming back to you, back to me
Yeah, I'm coming back to you, back to me
I got a feeling it's meant to be
Take me to the other side till we're free
We can make it through...
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- Lucinda Williams Lyrics
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