Brand New Tennessee Waltz

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 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 pa*sionate 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. Jesse Winchester Copyright 1969 by Fourth Floor Music, Inc.