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You may call me a rover I have rambled around |
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But I'll quit my roaming when I get to Nashville town |
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You may call me a liar or a hard-headed fool |
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But I'm burning into Memphis on a flop-eared mule |
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I'm Tennessee bound bound bound |
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Bound bound bound |
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Good Lord I'm Tennessee bound |
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Come a rolling down the mountain there's a girl of fourteen |
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She's the sweetest apple blossom just a hillbilly queen |
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I'm a coming round the mountain, don't you try to follow me |
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I'm a gonna be her daddy when I get to Tennessee |
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I'm Tennessee bound bound bound |
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Bound bound bound |
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Good Lord I'm Tennessee bound |
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Ooh Tennessee bound |
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Ooh Tennessee bound |
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Oh they say the stars in Texas surely shine shine shine |
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But I'd trade them all to taste a drop of mulberry wine |
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I'm a coming through the desert if I have to I will crawl |
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There's a paradise a waiting once I get through Arkansas |
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I'm Tennessee bound bound bound |
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Bound bound bound |
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Good Lord I'm Tennessee bound |
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Ooh Tennessee bound |
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Ooh Tennessee bound |
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Ooh Tennessee bound |
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Ooh Tennessee bound |
