Lyrics:

I just threw my bottle at the jukebox
Got tired of hearing them same old songs
Gotta get myself back to Tennessee
Lord, where a country boy belongs

Now I kinda like those city women
When they walk by, Lord, and the way they smell
I gotta get myself back to Tennessee
Where the women and the wildcats, they both raise hell

Now let me tell you something city slicker
I didn't know Miss Lucy was your wife
Put that gun back where it belongs
And I get myself on home
I'm gonna get on my hat, get back to Tennessee
Lord, where a country boy belongs


Now let me tell you something city slicker
I didn't know Miss Lucy was your wife
Put that gun back where it belongs
And I get myself on home
I'm gonna get on my hat, get back to Tennessee
Lord, where a country boy belongs