Tennessee Walker Songtext
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Tennessee Walker Songtext
North Mississippi grew a family tree
And on up the river was the place for me
The feeling is new, it won′t go away
Cause I'm a Tennessee walker, a Tennessee mule
Tennessee walker, I know what to do
I′m coming after you
Go make money, make a nickel, a dime
The time for me to flee the scene of the crime
I don't give a hoot, I do what I like
Cause I'm a Tennessee walker, a Tennessee mule
Tennessee walker, I know what to do
I′m coming after you
Never settled in Nashville
Never settled in Knox
I come from the city of Memphis
The bithplace of Rock
Real Rock
Piedmont Pilgrim in the valley of tears
You dry your eyes, you drink a beer
The feeling is old, but I keep it near
Cause I′m a Tennessee walker, a Tennessee mule
More than a talker, I'm telling the truth
With rhythm and blues
I kinda like Chattanooga
It′s pretty in the east
But those places aren't like Memphis
There′s no R&B
R&B
Roll the dice, look twice
The older I get the more I've got in mind
Look, hi, that′s nice
The older I get the more I've got in mind
The more exciting fruits I find
And I can't tell you why
Now it′s either, I gallop away
Or lie on the ground and take a break
But one thing I know, a promise I make
This horse will ride again
This horse will ride again
Never settled in Nashville
Never settled in Knox
I come from the city of Memphis
The bithplace of Rock
Real Rock
And on up the river was the place for me
The feeling is new, it won′t go away
Cause I'm a Tennessee walker, a Tennessee mule
Tennessee walker, I know what to do
I′m coming after you
Go make money, make a nickel, a dime
The time for me to flee the scene of the crime
I don't give a hoot, I do what I like
Cause I'm a Tennessee walker, a Tennessee mule
Tennessee walker, I know what to do
I′m coming after you
Never settled in Nashville
Never settled in Knox
I come from the city of Memphis
The bithplace of Rock
Real Rock
Piedmont Pilgrim in the valley of tears
You dry your eyes, you drink a beer
The feeling is old, but I keep it near
Cause I′m a Tennessee walker, a Tennessee mule
More than a talker, I'm telling the truth
With rhythm and blues
I kinda like Chattanooga
It′s pretty in the east
But those places aren't like Memphis
There′s no R&B
R&B
Roll the dice, look twice
The older I get the more I've got in mind
Look, hi, that′s nice
The older I get the more I've got in mind
The more exciting fruits I find
And I can't tell you why
Now it′s either, I gallop away
Or lie on the ground and take a break
But one thing I know, a promise I make
This horse will ride again
This horse will ride again
Never settled in Nashville
Never settled in Knox
I come from the city of Memphis
The bithplace of Rock
Real Rock
Writer(s): Hank Sullivant Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com