Son Of Tennessee Lyrics

Son Of Tennessee Lyrics – Lost Dog Street Band

You ain’t gettin’ out of here alive
And you can’t take it with you when you go
And the hardest part of living ain’t the dying
It’s the fear of everything that we don’t know
We don’t know

I’m picking up steam, I’m weak in the knees
Oh, I’m just a native son of Tennessee

You can make a mess out of life
With the best of intentions, I am told
Hear their words but pay no mind
What they do is all the proof they need to show
They need to show

I’m picking up steam, I’m weak in the knees
Oh, I’m just a native son of Tennessee

Take my temptation out of doubt
I’ll be nothing less than anything but free
I’m a lifer now, I can join the crowd
But it’s hard coming down from what I’ve seen
What I’ve seen

I’m picking up steam, I’m weak in the knees
Oh, I’m just a native son of Tennessee

I’m picking up steam, I’m weak in the knees
Oh, I’m just a native son of Tennessee

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