Allen Karl - Oh Tennessee lyrics

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Down on Church Street there's an old man

With a sweet strum and a brown bag

He's still trying to write that song.

And the ponytail girls dream

In a warm wind from the gulf stream,

And the Cumberland just rolls along.

Oh Tennessee, I miss your sweet life,

I've been away so long.

Oh Tennessee, leave on the moonlight

I'm taking the back road home.

I saw this cat chill, out in Knoxville,

Cooking catfish on a black grill -

He was humming some Beale Street blues.

Every big game there's a tailgate,

And the churches line the Interstate,

And on Sunday they got real good news.

Chorus

By a Smoky Mountain cool spring

There's a tree rope where the kids swing -

To the sound of a distant train.

Old Wanda swears it ain't the wine

But she saw the ghost of Patsy Cline -

Laughing in the Broadway rain.<br />

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Thanks to razvan