Tennessee Homesick Blues


Close friends came over for dinner. Fairly short notice. I defrosted (home cooked) food from the freezer.

An enjoyable evening. Lots of wine. Lots of catching up. Supportive (in light of my recent rejection). Having kindred spirits to talk to was useful.

They’re a couple that split for two years but then got back together. They’re happy now.

We ended the evening drinking French Pastis. Hardly the time of year but who cares?

It’s hard to be a diamond in a rhinestone world…

New York City ain’t no kind of place

For a country girl with a friendly face

If you smile people look at you funny, they take it wrong

The greenest state in the land of the free

And the home of the Grand Ole Opry

Is calling me back to my Smoky Mountain home

 

I wish I had my old fishin’ pole

And was sitting on the banks of the fishing hole

Eating green apples and waiting for the fish to bite

Life ain’t as simple as it used to be

Just since the big apple took a bite out of me

And Lord, I’m so Tennessee homesick that I could die

 

But I ain’t been home in I don’t know when

If I had it all to do over again

Tonight I’d sleep in my old feather bed

What I wouldn’t give for a little bitty taste

Of Mama’s homemade chocolate cake

Tennessee homesick blues is running through my head

 

Mama you can fluff my feather bed

Just as soon as I can I’m gonna head

Back to the Tennessee hills and it better be soon

Daddy you can load the rifles up

We’re gonna load them dogs on the pickup truck

And head up to Calhoun Country and catch us a coon

 

But I ain’t been home in I don’t know when

If I had it all to do over again

Tonight I’d sleep in my old feather bed

Eatin’ grits and gravy and country ham

Go to church on Sunday with dinner on the grounds

Tennessee homesick blues are runnin’ through my head

 

And I ain’t been home in I don’t know when

If I had it all to do over again

Tonight I’d sleep in my old feather bed

Good Lord, have mercy on a country girl

Tryin’ to make a living in a rhinestone world

It’s hard to be a diamond in a rhinestone world

With Tennessee homesick blues are runnin’ through my head

I’ve got those Tennessee homesick blues runnin’ through my head

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