Tennesee has always tried
To keep its people occupied
And yet keep pluralism strong.
Hikers must have paths to trek
Hatgirls must have hats to check
And birds must have their morning song.
The grocer and the wainwright
Must have their stock and trade
The trubadour must have his serenade...
Tennesee, home to you and me,
There's something for everybody here.
And Tenessee spells opportunity
For preacher, poacher, page, or pioneer.
Pamphlets at our Visitor's Center
Guide you through the world you'll enter here.
Well, we've got bowling for the lower class,
Dirty jokes to soothe the crass
And scars to equalize the cute.
Tightropes for the acrobat
Fatty farms to starve the fat
And talking-mouth dogs for the mute.
The tradesman and the stockboy
Must have their stock and trade.
The harlequin must have his masquerade...
Tennesee, home to you and me,
There's something for everyone here.
Tenessee spells opportunity
For preacher, poacher, page, or privateer.
Pamphlets at our Visitor's Center
Guide you through the world you'll enter here.
Tennesee, home to you and me,
There's something for everyone here.
Yeah, and Tenessee spells opportunity
For preacher, poacher, page, or pamphleteer.
Pamphlets at our Visitor's Center
Guide you through the world you'll enter here.
(Jeff Bercovici - co-author, additional vocals)
Copyright 1997 Zach London