"Brand New Tennessee Waltz" lyrics
"Brand New Tennessee Waltz"
(originally by Jesse Winchester)
Oh my, but you have such a pretty face
You remind me of a girl I once knew
I guess she's somewhere in Tennessee
God knows I should be down there too
I've got a sadness too sad to be true
At the brand new Tennessee Waltz
You're literally waltzing on air
At the brand new Tennessee Waltz
Ain't no telling who will be there
I leave you the same way I found you, girl
Descending Victorian stairs
Reminds me of some old photograph
Caught while I'm putting on air
Gettin' even by saying, who cares?
At the brand new Tennessee Waltz
You're literally waltzing on air
At the brand new Tennessee Waltz
Ain't no telling who will be there
Take all your passion violins
Play a song for the Tennessee kid
He's planning on leaving another time
With nowhere to go if he did
Lord, he'll find you wherever you're hid
At the brand new Tennessee Waltz
You're literally waltzing on air
At the brand new Tennessee Waltz
Ain't no telling who will be there
Honey, but you have such a pretty face
You remind me of a girl I once knew
I guess she's somewhere in Tennessee
God knows I should be down there too
God knows I should be down there too
Writer(s): Jesse Winchester
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- Waylon Jennings Lyrics
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