Tennessee Queen - ERNEST

That «for sale» sign says «sold» now

We put ten down and it’s all ours

It’s bank-owned land, but I’ve got plans

To pay it off with this guitar

And this driveway’s made of gravel

And this porch don’t wrap around

No, you can’t call it a castle

But we’re sippin' on some Crown, yeah

Well, good God almighty, ain’t we got it good?

Got a couple acre graceland way out in the woods

Where your sweet loving’s got me feelin' like a king

Oh, I can be your Elvis, honey, you can be my Tennessee queen

Tennessee queen

These cowboy boots are blue suede shoes

When I’m spinnin' you around the room

Oh, can’t you tell that I can’t help

But fall in love with you

We can throw us on a slow song

We can make a little love

We can wake up in the mornin', baby

All shook up, yeah

Well, good God almighty, ain’t we got it good?

Got a couple acre graceland way out in the woods

Where your sweet loving’s got me feelin' like a king

Oh, I can be your Elvis, honey, you can be my Tennessee queen

I’ll be your hunk of burnin' love, baby, what do you say?

We make this house into a home in our own little way

I swear I’ll love you tender, girl, with all of my heart

It’s hard to believe that all of it’s ours, singin'

Well, good God almighty, ain’t we got it good?

Got a couple acre graceland way out in the woods

Where your sweet loving’s got me feelin' like a king

Oh, I can be your Elvis, honey, you can be my Tennessee queen

Tennessee queen