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 you wrong
The greenest state
in the land of the free
And the home
of the Grand Ole Opry
Is callin' me back
to my Smoky Mountain home
I wish I had my old fishin' pole
And was sittin'
on the banks
of the fishin' hole
Eatin' green apples
And waitin' for the fish to bite
Life ain't as simple
as it used to be
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
runnin' 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 take off 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 livin'
in a rhinestone world
It's hard to be a diamond
in a rhinestone world
With Tennessee homesick
blues runnin' through my head
I've got those
Tennessee homesick blues
runnin' through my head
Tennessee homesick blues