Eric Church — Tennessee Jed

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Cold iron shackles and a ball and chain
Listen to the sound of the evenin’ train
You know you are bound to wind up dead
If you don’t get back to Tennessee, Jed

A rich man beatin’ on my poor head
When you get up you better butter my bread
Well you know you, it’s just like I said
You better get back to Tennessee, Jed

Tennessee, Tennessee
Ain’t no place I’d rather be
Baby won’t you carry me
Back to Tennessee

Yeah I drink all day and I rock all night
Yeah the law come and said if you don’t get right
Oh I got a letter this morning and this is all it read
«You better get back to Tennessee, Jed»

Yeah I dropped four flights and I cracked my spine
Oh honey, come quick and bring the iodine
Yeah I catch a few winks down underneath my bed
You best head back to Tennessee, Jed

Tennessee, Tennessee
There ain’t no place I’d rather be
Baby won’t you carry me
Back to Tennessee

Yeah Tennessee, Tennessee
There ain’t no place I’d rather be
Baby won’t you carry me
Back to Tennessee
Yeah baby won’t you carry me
Back to Tennessee