At the start of a story
At the end of a lifetime, long
Like the age of good whiskey
The clocks slowed and the curtains
Drawn

I'm the ghost of my father
The son said on a mirrored sun
The reflection of a river
Is it ending or only
Just begun

And I've never really left Tennessee
The marshes to the mountains stretch out in my memory
Graves of my family from the 19th century
I'll have a place there when the ground calls for me

Tears of fresh spring water
Run as when my father was young
Under the hills of Maury County
For the hardship that he'd overcome

And I've never really left Tennessee
The marshes to the mountains stretch out in my memory
Graves of my family from the 19th century
I'll have a place there when the ground calls for me

And I've never really left Tennessee
The marshes to the mountains stretch out in my memory
Graves of my family from the 19th century
I'll have a place there when the ground
Calls for me


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