Tennessee

I kissed you 'cause I've never been an angel I learned to say Hosannas on my knees But they threw me out of Sunday school when I was nine And the sisters said I did just as I please Now, even so I try to be a good girl It's only what I want that makes me weak I had no desire to be a child of sin But then you went and pressed your whiskers to my cheek Fa-la-li-li, fa-la-li-lee Now let me go, my honey-o, back to Tennessee It's beefsteak when I'm working, whiskey when I'm dry And sweet heaven when I die Now I've tried drinking rye and gambling Dancing with damnation is a ball But of all the little ways I've found to hurt myself Well, you might be my favorite one of all Fa-la-li-li, fa-la-li-lee Now let me go, my honey-o, back to Tennessee It's beefsteak when I'm working, whiskey when I'm dry Sweet heaven when I die Why can't I go and live the life of Riley? Why can't I go back home to apple pie? 'Cause your affront to my virtue was a touch too much But you left a little twinkle in my eye Fa-la-li-li, fa-la-li-lee Now let me go, my honey-o, back to Tennessee It's beefsteak when I'm working, whiskey when I'm dry And sweet heaven when I die Now some had come confessing of transgressions Some had come confessing of their love You were there strumming on your gay guitar You were trying to tell me something with your thumb Fa-la-li-li, fa-la-li-lee Now let me go, my honey-o, back to Tennessee It's beefsteak when I'm working, whiskey when I'm dry Sweet heaven when I die It's beefsteak when I'm working, whiskey when I'm dry Sweet heaven when I die It's beefsteak when I'm working, whiskey when I'm dry Sweet heaven when I die