Tennessee Home - Glen Campbell

It is raining out my window, tiffley falling song of sky

All the trees are, drinking water

We know with the cold and dry

It is raining out my window on my Tennessee home

Yes, it is raining on my Tennessee home

I can see an old plantation, no one lives there anymore

Yankees took it, made a station, treat the wounded in the war

It is raining out my window on my Tennessee home

And it is raining on my Tennessee home

On my wallet faded picture, someone met the photograph

Man and woman, looking bitter, from all the sin to last

And it is raining out my window on my Tennessee home

And it is raining on my Tennessee home

Yes, it is raining on my Tennessee home