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coldwater, tn
© dallas wayne, robbie fulks
am g am g am g am g
am g am g
a pine-log shack a mile off the state road
g am g
daddy took odd jobs, momma raised us three
am g am g
times were mean, and our home was a haven
g am g
it was all we had, in coldwater tennessee
tougher than hell, daddy sang like an angel
the rhythm of the mountains seemed to set him free
one night he ran, headed north with his martin
and everything weâd saved in coldwater tennessee
rusted dreams turn gold in nashville
f c d em
the stars ride high and the satellites beam
am g am g
pretty love songs, voices you remember
g am g
all the way on down to coldwater tennessee
the headline says local
man
hits
big
time
just look at those clothes and his brand-new family
lyinâ in bed, just starinâ at his picture
the favorite son of coldwater tennessee
a teenage kid on a one-way ticket
yeah, tonight heâs bound for the opry
by the backstage door, heâll wait in the darkness
like he did so long, in coldwater tennessee
the crowd draws close, the door swings open
cameras flash, and the pretty girls scream
then a burst of fire, and a voice from the shadows
this
is
from
your
fans
in
coldwater
tennessee
rusted dreams turn gold in nashville
the stars ride high, for a while it seems
but tomorrow at dawn, thereâll be one star fallen
heâll be coming back down to coldwater tennessee
yes, theyâll bury him there in coldwater tennessee