By Walter Egan
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In the rain in Tennessee Friday night remembering what used to be
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Many miles and years ago once there was a place and time I used to know
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But do we ever really know the life before our eyes
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Seems like many lives I've had
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Shared with friends and family some good some bad
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Memories come visiting
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Stirring up emotions deep inside of me
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Thinking bout what used to be
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And the rain in Tennessee
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But if I try I close my eyes
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And travel back against the tide
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It makes me sad but still I'm glad
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For all I've had
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Guess I'll never get to see everything I ever wished for you and me
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But we cannot command the fates
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We must just be thankful for what's on our plates
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As we wonder what awaits our life in Tennessee
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In Tennessee In Tennessee
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Its all we've got just you and me
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Let's make the best and
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Never rest until we just
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Wake up to a sunny morn
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When the storm and rainy clouds will all be gone
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We will look into our eyes
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And with the look we see there we will realise
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In the rain we've been baptized here in Tennessee
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Rain in Tennessee
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Walter Egan |