Bruce Robison - Tennessee Jed lyrics

Cold iron shackles, ball and chain You listen to the whistle of the evening train You know you bound to wind up dead If you don't head back to Tennessee Jed Rich man step on my poor head When you get back you better bu*ter my bread Well, you know it's like I said You better head back to Tennessee Jed Tennessee, Tennessee There ain't no place I'd rather be Baby, won't you carry me Back to Tennessee Drink all day, rock all night The law come to get you if you don't walk right Got a letter this morning, baby, all it read Get on back to Tennessee Jed I dropped four flights and cracked my spine Buddy, come quick with the Iodine Catch a few winks, baby, under the bed Head on back to Tennessee Jed Tennessee, Tennessee There ain't no place I'd rather be Baby, won't you carry me Back to Tennessee Well, I run into Charlie Fog He blacked my eye and he kicked my dog My doggie turned to me as he said Let's head back to Tennessee Jed And I woke up a feeling mean Went on down to play the slot machine The wheels turned round, and the letters read You better head back to Tennessee Jed Tennessee, Tennessee There ain't no place I'd rather be Baby, won't you carry me Back to Tennessee