Brand New Tennessee Waltz by Stanfour
Oh, my, but you have a pretty face,
You favor a girl that I knew,
I imagine that sheÂ´s still in Tennessee,
And, by God, I schould be there, too
IÂ´ve a sadness too sad to be true.
But I left Tennessee in a hurry, Dear,
The same way that IÂ´m leaving you,
Â´Cause love is mainly just memories
And everyoneÂ´s got him a few,
So when IÂ´m gone IÂ´ll be glad to love you.
At the brand new Tennessee Waltz youÂ´re lit Â´rally waltzing on air;
At the brand new Tennessee Waltz there ainÂ´t no telling who will be there.
When I leave itÂ´ll be like I found you, Love,
Descending Victorian stairs,
IÂ´m feeling like one of your photographs
Trapped while IÂ´m putting on airs,
And getting even by asking, "Who cares".
So, have all of your passionate violins
Play a tune for a Tennessee kid,
WhoÂ´s feeling like leaving another town
With no place to go if he did,
Â´Cause theyÂ´ll catch you wherever you're hid.
Copyright 1969 by Fourth Floor Music, Inc.