Tennessee

Stephen Lynch

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    I've seen rocky mountains and great lakes
    Stood beneath a redwood tree
    But wherever I go my heart aches
    For a place called Tennessee

    Oh come with me
    Where the Whiskey flows like wine
    And the meth labs are divine
    Oh I wanna be
    Where the sweet tobacco grows
    And it's picked by poor Negros
    In Tennessee

    Oh it's a place where dueling banjos play
    And the mountain folk run free
    Where all the children can spell KKK
    But cannot spell Tennessee

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    Oh come with me
    Where every cheek is filled with chew
    And no one's ever seen a Jew
    Oh I wanna be
    Where the hotdogs are deep fried
    That's the reason Elvis died
    In Tennessee

    Oh come with me
    Where the Baptist preachers shout
    That if you're gay you best get out
    Oh I wanna be
    Where hospitality's the thing
    Just ask Martin Luther King
    Shot in Tennessee

    The birth place of Aretha queen of soul
    The B.B. King and Al Gore
    I'm not saying it's a shit hole
    But they don't live there anymore

    Oh I wanna see
    Mountain dew in every cup
    And all the dentists just gave up
    Oh come with me
    On my fat bed pickup truck
    That's where the classy ladies fuck
    In Tennessee

    Oh in Tennessee

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    Composición: Stephen Lynch

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