Текст (слова) песни: Grateful Dead - Tennessee Jed
Cold iron shackles, ball and chain, Listen to the whistle of the evenin` train. You know you bound to wind up dead, If you don`t head back to Tennessee Jed.
Rich man step on my poor head, When you get back you better butter my bread. Well, do you know it`s like I said, You better 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.
Drink all day and rock all night, The law come to get you if you don`t walk right Got a letter this morning, baby all it read, You better head back to Tennessee Jed.
I dropped four flights and cracked my spine, Honey, come quick with the iodine, Catch a few winks, baby, under the bed Then you 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.
I run into Charlie Fog, Blacked my eye and he kicked my dog, My doggie turned to me and he said, Let`s head back to Tennessee Jed. I woke up a feelin` mean, Went down to play the slot machine, The wheels turned around, and the letters read, You better 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.
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