Momma I guess you heard I got married Tennessee I got a blue eyed girl Who thinks the world of me
We got a cabin in the country And a creek that rolls near by And a dog won't even bark at a firefly
Our clothes lines hang just outside our back door And theres a tire that swings in the air 10 feet or more Theres a church I can't seem to find on Sunday morning But I sure found the place I belong in
And we wear blue jeans and big green things Spend the summer time naturally high By, chopping wood for next winters fire Saving our money for the county fair George Jones is supposed to be there We got, forty acres of corn on the ground Tennessee taters we sell by the pound Proud as we can be, to live in Tennessee
Momma you and Dad gotta come stay with us sometime I know you'll love that sweet little gal of mine You and her could take about babies Make some homemade apple pie While me and Dad take a walk maybe talk about old times
And we wear blue jeans and big green things Spend the summer time naturally high By, chopping wood for next winters fire Saving our money for the county fair George Jones is supposed to be there We got, forty acres of corn on the ground Tennessee taters we sell by the pound Proud as we can be, to live in TennesseeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
