Tennessee

Standing on a street

Somewhere I don't want to be

In a town that's made of stone

Some bad directions must have me here by mistake

'Cause this sure ain't what I call home

Let me close my eyes for a second

See if I can get out of here and

Let my hair hang down

And I can feel the golden sun

And watch a pickup truck drive by

And I want to tell the world

How good it is to be right here

But I don't, I just sit under this tree

I'm in Tennessee

Standing on a road

Leading to a barn

With a cat named Eloise

Later on we'll all go fishing in the pond

But all we'll catch is just a summer breeze

Let me close my eyes for a second

See if I can stay right here and

Let my hair hang down

And I can feel the golden sun

And watch a pickup truck drive by

And I want to tell the world

How good it is to be right here

But I don't, I just sit under this tree

I'm in Tennessee

When the pond is gone and Eloise floats away

I find myself staring at the same old things

I need to go back, back where I feel so free

Well it looks like I'm going back to Tennessee

Let my hair hang down

And I can feel the golden sun

And watch a pickup truck drive by

And I want to tell the world

How good it is to be right here

But I don't, I just sit under this tree

Just me and Eloise

I'm in Tennessee