Bittersweet, Tennessee Songtext
von Kevin Morby
Bittersweet, Tennessee Songtext
Devoted my life to the passing of time
Crossed over county to the Missouri line
And how does one sail on the waves of time?
Hey there sailor, can I hitch a ride?
There was a time when you were mine
Oh, there was a time when you were mine
There was a time when you were mine
Oh, there was a time, well have one on me
Bittersweet, Tennessee
Bittersweet, Tennessee
Man, you got old, you got upset, you got sick
The living took forever, but the dying went quick
And oh, just to think you were a little kid
Wondering what you′d be when you got big
There was no time, suddenly
Oh, there was no time, suddenly
There was no time, suddenly
Oh, there was no time, well have one on me
Bittersweet, Tennessee
Bittersweet, Tennessee
There was no time
There was no time
There was no time
There was no time
To free the flame from burning up inside
To thunder like a motorcycle, headed down the line
To eat, to weep, to lay me down so sweet
To sow, to reap or to let our glasses clink
To time
To time, to time, to time
To time, to time
To time, to time, to time
Bittersweet, Tennessee
Bittersweet, Tennessee
Bittersweet, Tennessee
Bittersweet, Tennessee
Well have one on me
Crossed over county to the Missouri line
And how does one sail on the waves of time?
Hey there sailor, can I hitch a ride?
There was a time when you were mine
Oh, there was a time when you were mine
There was a time when you were mine
Oh, there was a time, well have one on me
Bittersweet, Tennessee
Bittersweet, Tennessee
Man, you got old, you got upset, you got sick
The living took forever, but the dying went quick
And oh, just to think you were a little kid
Wondering what you′d be when you got big
There was no time, suddenly
Oh, there was no time, suddenly
There was no time, suddenly
Oh, there was no time, well have one on me
Bittersweet, Tennessee
Bittersweet, Tennessee
There was no time
There was no time
There was no time
There was no time
To free the flame from burning up inside
To thunder like a motorcycle, headed down the line
To eat, to weep, to lay me down so sweet
To sow, to reap or to let our glasses clink
To time
To time, to time, to time
To time, to time
To time, to time, to time
Bittersweet, Tennessee
Bittersweet, Tennessee
Bittersweet, Tennessee
Bittersweet, Tennessee
Well have one on me
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