מילים לשיר Tennessee Jed – Grateful Dead

Cold iron shackles, ball and chain,
You know you bound to wind up dead,
Listen to the whistle of the evenin' train.
If you don't head back to Tennessee Jed. When you get back you better butter my bread.
Rich man step on my poor head,
Well, do you know it's like I said,
You better head back to Tennessee Jed.
Baby won't you carry me back to Tennessee. Tennessee, Tennessee, there ain't no place I'd rather be,
Drink all day and rock all night, The law come to get you if you don't walk right
Got a letter this morning, baby all it read,
You better head back to Tennessee Jed. Honey, come quick with the iodine,
I dropped four flights and cracked my spine,
Catch a few winks, baby, under the bed Then you head back to Tennessee Jed.
Tennessee, Tennessee, there ain't no place I'd rather be, Baby won't you carry me back to Tennessee.
I run into Charlie Fog,
Blacked my eye and he kicked my dog,
I woke up a felin' mean,
My doggie turned to me and he said,
Let's head back to Tennessee Jed.
Went down to play the slot machine,
You better head back to Tennessee Jed.
The wheels turned around, and the letters read, Tennessee, Tennessee, there ain't no place I'd rather be,
Baby won't you carry me back to Tennessee.