I come up here from Waco on a U-Hault-It freight
In my mind Tennessee to me was just another state
Now we're trying to get into how they're swinging on the gate
I'm about to go down under from that hurry up and wait
Don't you roll me another one,don't try to mother me
I know i can't see the forest but i think i feel the trees
Anyway,goin's where i guess i'm always gonna be
I declare i feel like Texas when i'm uphere Tennessee
I done built myself a highway on this ceilin' in the hall
Over yonder in the corner gettin' turned on by the wall
Come the mornin' that old dawnin' will be drinkin' up like me
Ain't no holler log what i came off when i get up a tree
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