My but you have a pretty face
You favour a girl that I knew
I imagine that she's still in Tennessee
And by God I should be there too
I've a sadness too sad to be true
When I leave it'll be like I found you love
Descending Victorian stairs
I'm feeling like one of your photographs
Trapped while I'm putting on airs
And getting even by asking who cares
At the brand new Tennessee Waltz
You're literally waltzing on air
At the brand new Tennessee Waltz
There's no telling who will be there
But I left Tennessee in a hurry dear
The same way that I'm leaving you
