There ain’t no way
Girl that you paid
A single dime for your 4-day Stagecoach pass
All access lookin’ like that, no
Got some cut offs
That you cut up
Couple braids swinging ‘round out your cowboy hat
If your tryna look twang, hell you didn’t do half bad
I sing
Them songs
whatcha say you back home along
Tennessee you
your bright blues
dirt your boots
Underneath that smoky moon
Little your girl
town your big world
like you do
But Tennessee you
Take tie
Out your tank top
off, you some orange
Leave your Pac-12 packed your drawer
Let dogwood bloom your perfume
Sunday church tune
Nah you talk yet but I bet you’re gonna learn to
Tennessee you
your bright blues
dirt your boots
Underneath that smoky moon
Little your girl
town your big world
like you do
But Tennessee you
Tennessee you baby
It’ll your soul like some ole blue jeans
ain’t gonna leave
Tennessee you
your bright blues
dirt your boots
Underneath that smoky moon
Little your girl
town your big world
like you do
But Tennessee you
Tennessee you
sunset is hell view
But Tennessee you
