I Wasn't Born In Tennessee
Got my four pedal streel player,
Jimmy's got his fiddle makin'
Like it was his own world
Got them city hillbillies an'
Them green-eyed fillies,
Lookin' up at me like I was Merle
An' if we can't fool 'em all the time,
It's all right with me
'Cause it's still my song, ain't nothin' wrong,
An' I wasn't born in Tennessee...
I was seven an' ten years an' hidin' my fears,
Behind the sound of a steel guitar
Though the city was rockin', we was country,
Sockin' it to 'em at a Mount Burnham bar
Them city folks, we was doin' our strokes,
And that don't qualify me
I'll be back again, you remember then,
That I wasn't born in Tennessee...
We don't smoke marijuana in Muskogee,
We don't take our trips on LSD
An' we don't burn our draft
Cards down on main street, by golly
We like livin' right an' bein' free...
I heard old Hag singin' about doin' his thing,
An' I was proud of the things that he'd done
An' how them San Fran hippies an' them L.A. yippies,
Ain't changin' that Okie none
But with every show, I see his sideburns grow,
An' there's hair where his face used to be
An' in a year or so, you may never know,
That I wasn't born in Tennessee...
Pick it, John...
I keep pushin' my ballpoint an' doin' a joint,
Tryin' to get these words to rhyme
An' it'll be my pride if I can hide,
My side of the Mason-Dixon line
But if that don't play your party,
Honey, it's all right with me,
'Cause I've got my dream waitin' just upstream,
An' I wasn't born in Tennessee
Here we go:
Got my four pedal streel player,
Jimmy's got his fiddle makin'
Like it was his own world
Got them city hillbillies an'
Them green-eyed fillies,
Lookin' up at me like I was Merle
An' if we can't fool 'em all the time,
It's all right with me
'Cause it's still my song, ain't nothin' wrong,
An' I wasn't born, (Wasn't born)
On a farm (On a farm)
I never knew a horse I didn't wager on
I wasn't born in Tennessee...
compositores: M Haggard
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