Packing up my things/ I'm on my way/ Packing up my things/ I'm on my way to Tennessee/ Packing up my things/ I'm on my way/ Packing up my things/ I'm on my way to Tennessee
Will the piano man remember me/ will the sun still shine upon that tree I sit against every Sunday morning/ will my neighbor walk her little dog down the path beside the river/ will the man still sell those flowers on the side of the road
Packing up my things/ I'm on my way/ Packing up my things/ I'm on my way to Tennessee/ Packing up my things/ I'm on my way/ Packing up my things/ finally got my way/ I'm leaving this city
'Cause on the kitchen table he left me a letter/ sayin' he was sure I deserved better/ wish I could tell him maybe he's wrong/ and the snow outside outside 2 feet deep/ while the guy above's blaring his TV/ and I'm tired/ but I'm trying to be strong
Packing up my things/ I'm on my way to Tennessee
Will the piano man remember me/ will the sun still shine upon that tree I sit against every Sunday morning/ will my neighbor walk her little dog down the path beside the river/ will the man still sell those flowers on the side of the road
Well, on the kitchen table he left me a letter/ sayin' he was sure I deserved better/ wish I could you he was wrong/ and the snow outside outside 2 feet deep/ and I'm lying alone/ crying to sleep/ oh, Tennessee bring me home/ Tennessee bring me home
Packing up my things I'm on my way/ packing up my things/ I'm on my way/ packing up my things/ I'm on my way/ packing up my things/ I'm on my way to Tennessee

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