Tennessee Mountain Girl
Well I was taking my time, shuffling a line
I had to get back on the road
Same old features, night time creatures
Make a boy feel pretty old
Well, drifting here and there without a worry or a care
I wonder when my trail was coming to an end
Then I saw the one in the Appalchian sun
Riding six white horses round the bend
And she said my name with a country twang
And my heart fell on the floor
All my life, I've been a-waiting
For a Tennassee Mountain girl
She said she was a teacher and her daddy was a preacher
And I can testify that she was blessed
And I knew she was a winner when she served me dinner
I was praying she might give me a kiss
Well I know that I'm a sinner but she was no beginner
When she took me from the bar
She had me singing good ole rocky top
Underneath the Knoxville stars
Well she was a treasure and I'm glad I met her
But she left me wanting more
All my life, I've been a-waiting
For a Tennassee Mountain Girl
And when I was in Denver I certainly remember
How the women there treated me kind
But I miss the thrills of a holler and the hills
And the girl with the smoky mountain eyes
And I tried Atlanta, and Bozeman Montana
Seattle, Santa Fe and Albany
But nothing compares with the sweet southern fare
Of the little girl I met in Tennessee
And I remember when she said my name with a country twang
I left my heart there on the floor
All my life I've been a-waiting
For a Tennassee Mountain Girl
All my life I've been a-waiting
For a Tennassee Mountain Girl
I had to get back on the road
Same old features, night time creatures
Make a boy feel pretty old
Well, drifting here and there without a worry or a care
I wonder when my trail was coming to an end
Then I saw the one in the Appalchian sun
Riding six white horses round the bend
And she said my name with a country twang
And my heart fell on the floor
All my life, I've been a-waiting
For a Tennassee Mountain girl
She said she was a teacher and her daddy was a preacher
And I can testify that she was blessed
And I knew she was a winner when she served me dinner
I was praying she might give me a kiss
Well I know that I'm a sinner but she was no beginner
When she took me from the bar
She had me singing good ole rocky top
Underneath the Knoxville stars
Well she was a treasure and I'm glad I met her
But she left me wanting more
All my life, I've been a-waiting
For a Tennassee Mountain Girl
And when I was in Denver I certainly remember
How the women there treated me kind
But I miss the thrills of a holler and the hills
And the girl with the smoky mountain eyes
And I tried Atlanta, and Bozeman Montana
Seattle, Santa Fe and Albany
But nothing compares with the sweet southern fare
Of the little girl I met in Tennessee
And I remember when she said my name with a country twang
I left my heart there on the floor
All my life I've been a-waiting
For a Tennassee Mountain Girl
All my life I've been a-waiting
For a Tennassee Mountain Girl
Credits
Writer(s): Billy Wilson, John Oaks, Henry Becker
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
© 2025 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.