The rings all ring out Burn out, cave in Blackened to dark out I'm mixed now, fleshed out There's light with no heat We cooled out, it's cool out Life is precious We found out, we found out We found out

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

And into the river we'd dive I come from down in the valley Where mister when you're young They bring you up to do like your daddy done Me and Mary we met in high school When she was just seventeen We'd ride out of this valley down to where the fields

So stop, drop and roll one We're on fire, I think Takes one to grow one Burned out like the prom queen We're right on the brink We're one of a kind It’s all mirrors and smoke rings We’re one of a kind We're all mirrors and smoke rings

You give me butterflies Untangled all the strings round my wings that were tied I didn't know him and I didn't know me Cloud nine was always out of reach Now I remember what it feels like to fly Stealing my heart instead of stealing my crown Now you're

All the world know what I'm saying The world know fine well Get your bearing, know your time Don't you worry, weather's fine Get together, work it out Simplicity is what it's about

So what'cha gonna do about it? Take those horns, throw them up We like our hair down, volume up Kick like a machine gun Cold beer, stage dives Scream along all night Metal brings us to our knees Motherfucking therapy Wear it like a scarlet letter

Here we sit And the sand that they call cocaine cost you twice as much as gold You'd be better off to drink your coffee black But I swear, the land it listened to the stories that we told God bless the busted boat that brings us back Across the table

I ain't ever gonna ride in no used car again My little sister's in the front seat with an ice cream cone My ma's in the back seat sitting all alone As my pa steers her slow out of the lot For a test drive down Michigan Avenue Now my ma she fingers her

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