Paroles:
Tennessee Pusher

You were born in St. Clare's Hospital But I say you were born up in the sky You come floatin' down over New Orleans To the sweet green levee on the riverside

me in the slammer If they catch me with that Alabama high test 65 southbound cruisin' with a half-pound Blue lights spinin' round, better put the hammer down Dirt road Tennessee

Driving rain, narrow shoulder Break down lane, marching forward Gone where I do not know One eye on the open road Stepping out in the great unknown with

You can't blame a thief for stealing wallets That's just what they do Can't blame Mary for stealing hearts When you taste her barbecue She got a brisket

When a man has got the blues and feels discouraged And has nothing else but trouble all his life But he's just an honest man like any other Living in

, blood like jelly Three crows circle a dead tree One for the lover, one for the pusher One for the deputy Tennessee, Tennessee Tennessee pusher Tennessee pusher Tennessee pusher Tennessee pusher

Well, I met her on the corner of Broadway Said she'd seen me coming for a mile Guess I should of known she was troubled By the hoodwink in her eye She

in the slammer if they catch me with that Alabama high test 69 southbound, cruisin with a half pound Blue lights spinin round, better lay the hammer down Dirt road Tennessee

I'm just a weary soul, I got nowhere to go Where I can ease my mind, oh where can peace I find? I have a troubled mind, worried all the time They call