Standing on a street Somewhere I don't want to be In a town that's made of stone Some bad directions must have me here by mistake 'Cause this sure ain't what I call home Let me close my eyes for a second See if I can get out of here and
Let my hair hang down And I can feel the golden sun And watch a pickup truck drive by And I want to tell the world How good it is to be right here But I don't, I just sit under this tree I'm in Tennessee
Standing on a road Leading to a barn With a cat named Eloise Later on we'll all go fishing in the pond But all we'll catch is just a summer breeze Let me close my eyes for a second See if I can stay right here and
Let my hair hang down And I can feel the golden sun And watch a pickup truck drive by And I want to tell the world How good it is to be right here But I don't, I just sit under this tree I'm in Tennessee
When the pond is gone and Eloise floats away I find myself staring at the same old things I need to go back, back where I feel so free Well it looks like I'm going back to Tennessee
Let my hair hang down And I can feel the golden sun And watch a pickup truck drive by And I want to tell the world How good it is to be right here But I don't, I just sit under this tree Just me and Eloise I'm in Tennessee