I got my boots laced on with my guitar strings
Every step I take I’m nothing but a saint (way down south don’t ya know)
Callin’ me home like a deer camp fall
I ain’t found nothing better anywhere I’ve gone
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Way back down south don’t ya know
The girls just got that Tennessee Mojo
Kiss my mouth, let the whiskey flow
Gonna Hang my hat on when I get back home
The one thing that I miss the most…
Oh, Tennessee Mojo
Well the sun shines brighter than the golden sand
All the pretty ladies wanna hold my hand (way down south, don’t ya know)
Yeah, the Cowboy’s smoke-em, thats what my kinfolk say
I work all night just to sleep all day
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