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I just threw my bottle at the jukebox Got tired of hearing them same old songs Gotta get myself back to Tennessee Lord, where a country boy belongs I kinda like those city women When they walk by, Lord, and the way they smell Gotta get myself back to Tennessee Where the women and the wildcats, they both raise hell Now let me tell you something city slicker I didn't know this coochie was your wife Put that gun back where it belongs and I get myself on home I'm gonna get on my hat, get back to Tennessee Lord, where a country boy belongs (instrumental break) Now let me tell you something city slicker I didn't know this coochie was your wife Put that gun back where it belongs And I get myself on home I'm gonna get on my hat, get back to Tennessee Lord, where a country boy belongs From Letras Mania