S. Colvin - J. Leventhal
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I got a cool head doin' alright
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But I been up here so long I was starving
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For some hot spells, summer lights
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Shinin' on your back roads
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Tennessee
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Somebody hit me hard
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Right in my own backyard
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Somebody put a hope lock on my heart
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Runnin' down your back roads
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Tennessee
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Oh you got the banjos
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And they play real slow
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Not to me, not to me
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I never heard such rock and roll
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As on your back roads
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Tennessee
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Now I know you're not to blame
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But you know that you should have
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told me
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That I would never be the same
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After riding down your back roads
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Tennessee
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Somebody held me tight
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Somebody tried to fight
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Somebody raced out in the night
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Runnin' down your back roads
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Tennessee
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Oh you kissed the soul of a rebel
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In a Yankee girl
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You got to me
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I heard you callin' 'round the world
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From your back roads
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Tennessee
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I saw somebody standin'
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In a field with a crutch
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Behind his rich southern daddy
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With a Midas touch
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They said be outta here by sundown
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They said good luck
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You might say I was the stranger
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Who knew too much
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Somebody took a hope lock from my heart
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And threw it down your back roads
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Tennessee
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Oh you feel the north wind blow
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That's only me
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I want to hear some rock and roll
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On your back roads
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Tennessee
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I'm not the bad city girl
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Come down to rape you
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I'm not the hometown queen
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Who wants to save you
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I heard you callin' to my soul
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From your back roads
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Tennessee
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Tennessee
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Shawn Colvin |