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Nothing Like Tennessee 2 by GeníS

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Nothing Like Tennessee 2

country pop

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[Verse 1]
I’ve seen the lights on the Vegas strip
Took a coastal drive on a California trip
I’ve watched the sun set on a Texas plain
And felt the chill of that Seattle rain
I’ve seen the mountains up in Colorado high
Touch the edges of that endless sky.
[Pre-Chorus]
Yeah, this old truck has seen a million miles
Met a lot of folks and a lot of smiles
But every highway that I'm driving down
Just makes me miss my favorite little town.
[Chorus]
'Cause there’s nothing like Tennessee in the spring
The sound of the banjo making the front porch ring
The smell of the pines and the sweet sweet tea
And those smoky blue hills calling out to me
I can travel the world, I can sail the deep blue sea
But there’s nothing, no nothing, like Tennessee.
[Verse 2]
They got good music down in New Orleans
And NYC has got those movie scenes
But they don’t have that slow-paced southern soul
Or the dirt roads where the rivers gently roll
No neon sign can ever quite compare
To the way the moonlight catches in your hair.
[Pre-Chorus]
Yeah, this old truck has seen a million miles
Met a lot of folks and a lot of smiles
But every highway that I'm driving down
Just makes me miss my favorite little town.
[Chorus]
'Cause there’s nothing like Tennessee in the spring
The sound of the banjo making the front porch ring
The smell of the pines and the sweet sweet tea
And those smoky blue hills calling out to me
I can travel the world, I can sail the deep blue sea
But there’s nothing, no nothing, like Tennessee.
[Bridge]
So turn this wheel around, point it to the east
I’m tired of running, I’m looking for some peace
I can hear the bullfrogs singing in the dark
I'm heading right back to where I left my heart.
[Guitar & Fiddle Solo]
[Chorus]
'Cause there’s nothing like Tennessee in the spring
The sound of the banjo making the front porch ring
The smell of the pines and the sweet sweet tea
And those smoky blue hills calling out to me
I can travel the world, I can sail the deep blue sea
But there’s nothing, no nothing, like Tennessee.
[Outro]
Yeah, nothing like Tennessee...
Take me home, back to Tennessee.
(Fade out with a warm fiddle melody)
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