Tennessee Road - Eliza Gilkyson

Well I was born into the poor house, played guitar at ten years old

I used to sing for my mama on the front porch then

But I was headed for the Tennessee road

I worked hard, I paid my dues

And when my dear mama died, lord, I cried and I cried

That’s when I started singin' these blues

And these wheels they had me runnin'

Runnin' for record, running for the money

Starrin' in the picture show

These wheels, they had me runnin'

Markin' my time in the pages of history

Rockin' down a Tennessee road

Oh those screaming teens, they like my tight blue jeans

They like to dirty dirty below

They like my blue suede shoes, they like my g.i.

blues

They like the way I move my hips real slow

Done my time in the army though they tried to retire me

They couldn’t put out my fire, oh no

Because the 50s were swinging and I was the king

Revolution was burning my soul

And these wheels, they had me runnin'

Runnin' for the women, runnin' for the money

Starrin' in the picture show

These wheels, they had me runnin'

Markin' my time in the pages of history

Rockin' down a Tennessee road

Come on over honey, help me spend my money

Revolution’s gone way beyond me

Ah you look like a lady who once had a baby

My daughter named Lisa Marie

Oh my body is hungry but it just don’t ever feel satisfied

I can’t seem to change with the times, I’m always lookin' behind

I got a gnawin' feeling inside

And these wheels, they got me runnin'

Runnin' through this mansion, runnin' from this era

Starrin' in the late late show

These wheels, they got me runnin'

Runnin' to my mama, come out of the darkness

Take me off this Tennessee road

Runnin' to my mama, come out of the darkness

Take me off this Tennessee road