Tennessee Mojo

I got my boots laced up with my guitar String. Every step I take a mockingbird sing. Back down south, don't you know. A-callin' me home like a tear can't fall. I ain't found nothin' better anywhere I've gone. Back down south, don't you know, The girls just got that Tennessee mojo. Kiss my mouth, let the whiskey roll. Hang my hat when I get back home. The one sweet thing that I miss the Most, Ah, Tennessee mojo. Well, the sunshine bottled in a golden sand. Oh, pretty lady gonna hold my hand. Back down south, don't you know. At the top of the smoke is where my Kinfolk stay. Oh, all night just to sleep all day. Back down south, don't you know, The girls just got that Tennessee mojo. Kiss my mouth, let the whiskey roll. Gonna hang my hat when I get back home. The one sweet thing that I miss the Most, Ah, Tennessee mojo. Oh, yeah. Well, back down south, don't you know, The girls just got that Tennessee mojo. Kiss my mouth, let the whiskey roll. Gonna hang my hat when I get back home. Back down south, don't you know, The girls just got that Tennessee mojo. Kiss my mouth, let the whiskey roll. Hang my hat when I get back home. And one sweet thing that I miss the Most. The one sweet thing that I miss the Most, The Tennessee mojo.