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Commander Cody And His Lost Planet Airmen

Back To Tennessee

 

Back To Tennessee

(album: Bear's Sonic Journals: Found In The Ozone - 2020)


Well, I'm gonna stop singing them old sad songs, I ain't gonna cry no more
The next time you look at me cross-eyed, I'm heading right out that door
Well-a, I got a woman down in Nashville, and I know she's a-thinking of me
I'm gonna hijack one-a them big jet planes, going back to Tennessee

I was a-working up in Detroit, just me and my little wife
When I did anything that I could do, but I got no ambition in life
Well, I'm tired of sniffing glue, I wanna breathe that Southern breeze
I'm gonna hijack one-a them big jet planes, going back to Tennessee

Alright, yeah

I was a-working up in Chicago, way out on the West Side
I work real hard, two jobs a day, she's saying that I never tried
When I come home last week, I found my baby cheating on me
I'm gonna hijack one of them big jet planes, going back to Tennessee

Well, play it up there, boy

I was a-working up in Detroit, way out on the West Side
I work-a real hard, two jobs a day, I got no ambition in life
I'm tired of sniffing glue, I wanna breathe that Southern breeze
I'm gonna hijack one of them big jet planes, going back to Tennessee, yeah

Well, I'm gonna stop singing them old sad songs, and I ain't a-gonna cry no more
The next time you look at me cross-eyed, I'm heading right out that door
I got a woman down in Nashville, and I know she's a-thinking of me
I'm gonna hijack one of them big jet planes, going back to Tennessee
I'm gonna hijack one of them big jet planes, going back to Tennessee

Heh-hey, thank you
Thank ya

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