Lyrics:
We live on a farm in Tennessee
Like old McDonald's was
We have all the things that a farm should have
And a whole lot of love
We have a brace
I got a little farm and it's mostly rock it
Ain't too much but it's all I got
Bluebirds singing in the evergreen
Trees in Watertown Tennessee
Hey
farm near Memphis, Tennessee
We stood there in that Memphis street and held our cameras high
Mom wanted to be ready in case the king drove by
But I got
knew that I was able
But you still look the same to me
And your eyes are just as
Blue across the table
As the sky in Tennessee
This old farm is ne'er so
out of East Tennessee
In my dreams I ride the rails to California
Workin' diners and farms along the way
Or I'd hop a ride to hide across
Heaven means to me
1968 in Lebanon Tennessee
Now its 2021 and times flying by
And I'm starting to feel old
Pap and Grandma have both passed on
And the farm
cut-off jeans, running wide open with skinned up knees
I know what Heaven means to me, 1968 Lebanon Tennessee
Gonna spend a week with Grandma, Gonna stay
on the farm it ain't worth losing you
So if you go and leave me baby I will follow you
All the way from Tennessee to Timbuktu
Hey if you gotta go now baby I
of wintergreen
Little bit of menthol a little Tennessee
(Tennessee) with some Hennessy (Hennessy)
Call me Mr misunderstood
With a toolbox shotgun
(Shotgun, yeah)
a Tennessee bottle
All I need is an Arkansas bride
All I can see is an Ozark mountain sunrise
And 500 miles to hide my life, life, life
To hide my life to hide
little bit of menthol
A little Tennessee (Tennessee) with some Hennessy, call me (Hennessy)
Mr misunderstood (yeah)
With a toolbox shotgun (shotgun)
it do
I'm ridin through Tennessee, cause these hills, they're a part of me
And these backroads they call for me, so I answer they call
I'ma a soul
On a farm in North Carolina
Way back in 1795
A boy was born, he was the first of ten
And he'd one day be president
Around about the age of eleven
a ride
Down on the farm in my side by side
Just get lost stay up all night
Fishin' in the dark feels so right
Hat down low and my old t-shirt
Gonna get
A long long time Aileen,
The blond little girl from Tennessee
Sowed from dusk to dawn
Living with mom and dady
And there wad no turning back... damn
Win Toronto, yelled the Queen of the Furrows
This is how we farm, hens cluck and roosters crow
You are my heart, staring down from the bureau
I well I wish I was drunk in Havana
I wish I was at the Mardi Gras
I wish I had me two pretty ladies on a buckboard down
On the South Georgia farm
the hicks and the fire-offs
You might come up missin'
From the hogs on my pop's farm
You can come and get it
Come and get it son
Pow pow
You can come
Tennessee and it
Pumps through my veins
Where barbed wire replaces concrete
And the chains where handshakes are hugs
We fly our own flags
The home
Oklahoma, Kansas, Georgia, Tennessee.
California is a garden of Eden, a paradise to live in or see
But believe it or not, you won't find it so hot
If you
Texas, Oklahoma, Kansas, Georgia, Tennessee.
California is a garden of Eden, a paradise to live in or see
But believe it or not, you won't find it so hot
and dark.
Tennessee mountains and slade bottom streams,
roll down my brain and float in my dreams.
I'd never found an arrowhead before.
There's a blue heron
be a job in Lebanon, Tennessee
I'll work on a farm
I'll work in some factory
And I'll buy myself a home down there
You can get one pretty cheap
me
At the end of the day I'm just a redneck boy in the hills of Tennessee
And I was raised not to care what people say about me
Uh, yeah
That's
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