Tennessee Jed (Grateful Dead)

Lyrics

Cold iron shackles and ball and chain
Listen to the whistle of the evening train
Well you know you bound to wind up dead
Don't get back to Tennessee, Jed

Rich man step on my poor head
When you get up you better butter my bread
Well you know, people, it's like I said
"Better get back to Tennessee, Jed"

Tennessee, Tennessee
There ain't no place I'd rather be
Baby won't you carry me
Back to Tennessee.

Drink all day, rock all night
Law come and get you if you don't walk right
Got a letter this morning, people, and all it read
Best get back to Tennessee, Jed

Fell four flights and cracked my spine
Mama come quick with the iodine
Catch a few winks down under the bed
Then get back to Tennessee, Jed

Tennessee, Tennessee
There ain't no place I'd rather be
Baby won't you carry me
Back to Tennessee

I woke up feeling mean
Went down to play the slot machine
The wheels turned around and the letters read
"Better head back to Tennessee, Jed"

I ran into Charlie Phogg
Blacked my eye and he kicked my dog
My dog, he turned to me, turned to me and he said
"Let's head back to Tennessee, Jed"

Tennessee, Tennessee
There ain't no place I'd rather be
Baby won't you carry me
Back to Tennessee.

Tennessee, Tennessee
There ain't no place I'd rather be
Baby won't you carry me
Back to Tennessee.