Lyrics:

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.

(Chorus)
at The Brand New Tennessee Waltz Youâ´re Lit ´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
iâ´m 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 Cath You Wherever You Hid.

jesse Winchester
copyright 1969 By Fourth Floor Music, Inc.
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