Most of y'all all sound all the same With your fancy cars and your diamond rings Don't you know it's about to change? What are you so afraid of? The emcee, master of ceremonies My pen be faster, how dare you phonies? That temp me, run back and your

I know just what I need To find my way back to Tennessee To Southern, is so sweet And find my way back to Tennessee I'm on the road now I'm coming home now Fancy cars and diamond rings I seen all kinds of shiny things I should be feelin' like a king