Paroles
There ain't no way girl, that you paid
A single dime for your four-day Stagecoach pass
All access lookin' like that, no
Got some cut offs that you cut up
Couple braids swinging 'round out your cowboy hat
If your tryna look twang, hell, you didn't do half bad
I see ya sing them country songs
So whatcha say you back home tag along?
I'd love to see Tennessee on you
Get the Broadway lights in your bright blues
And my downhome dirt on your white boots
Underneath that smoky mountain moon
Little Lynchburg on your lips girl
Shot of small town on your big world
Nobody wears this western sky like you do
But I'd love to see Tennessee on you
Take the hair tie out your tank top
Slip it off, slip you on some checkerboard orange
Leave your Pac-12 packed in your t-shirt drawer
Let the dogwood bloom be your perfume
Sunday hummin' to a church tune
Nah, you don't talk it yet but I bet you're gonna learn to
I'd love to see Tennessee on you
Get the Broadway lights in your bright blues
And my downhome dirt on your white boots
Underneath that smoky mountain moon
Little Lynchburg on your lips girl
Shot of small town on your big world
Nobody wears this western sky like you do
But I'd love to see Tennessee on you
Tennessee on you, baby
It'll stain your soul like some old blue jeans
You ain't ever gonna want to leave
I'd love to see Tennessee on you
Get the Broadway lights in your bright blues
And my downhome dirt on your white boots
Underneath that smoky mountain moon
Little Lynchburg on your lips girl
Shot of small town on your big world
Nobody wears this western sky like you do
But I'd love to see Tennessee on you, Tennessee on you
You in the sunset is one hell of a view
But I'd love to see Tennessee on you
Ashley Glenn Gorley, Jacob Robert Durrett, John Byron Calton, Rocky Block
Warner Chappell Music, Inc.