Friday, January 21, 2011

Goodbye Tennessee

Way down south in Tennessee where corn is the crop.
Ten gallons to the acre that's the best I ever got.
But I made me a little brew in my old shack.
That nosey sheriff saw the smoke a boilin' out the back.
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Goodbye Tennessee so long Tennessee.
Things were gettin mighty hot when I left Tennessee.
Goodbye Tennessee my home Tennessee.
I'll go back when things cool off down in Tennessee.
I'm a ridge running barefoot boy a home grown country lad.
Flour sack shirts and overalls is all I ever had.
But I went to a fancy store and I bought a sunday suit.
Then swapped it for a jug of corn and I drawed a hound to boot.
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Now I built me a fancy house with a fireplace and a den.
A picture window with no glass and a hound dog lookin in.
My wife had me throwed in jail because I burnt it down.
But I refuse to hang my hat where I can't keep my hound.
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