| Well, it’s late at night on this old turnpike
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| And my head’s spinning round and around
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| It’s a long, long way from New York to Texas
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| I been through a million towns
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| Well it’s get off the bus, and get on the stage
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| The band, and the boys, and me
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| Take me to Alabama, Mississippi, Montana
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| They don’t want me back in Tennessee
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| Tennessee
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| How could you do this to me?
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| I gave you some of the best of my days
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| Ain’t no reason for me to stay
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| Tennessee
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| You took the life out of me
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| What little money I made
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| I either drank it up, or I gave it away
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| I tried so long to sell my songs
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| But Nashville wasn’t the place
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| All I got for the trouble was fightin' mad
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| And the door slammed in my face
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| Tennessee
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| How could you do this to me?
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| I gave you some of the best of my days
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| Ain’t no reason for me to stay
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| Tennessee
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| You took the life out of me
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| What little money I made
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| I either drank it up, or I gave it away
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| Tennessee
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| How could you do this to me?
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| I gave you some of the best of my days
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| Ain’t no reason for me to stay
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| Tennessee
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| You took the life out of me
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| What little money I made
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| I either drank it up, or I gave it away
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| Tennessee |