Tennessee Mountain Top - Kid Rock

Palm trees and beautiful hips

Man it dosen’t get any better than this

Sun settin' like fire on the Viper Room

Old Lemmy holed up at the bar

And Johnny Depp pickin' on an old guitar

Man I wish old Keith would’ve taught em how to keep it in tune

I came here lookin' for love

But all I found was sex and drugs

Strung out, broke down, homesick and thinkin' of you

There ain’t nothin' like a Tennessee mountain top

Some straight shootin' neighbors that don’t name drop

With a preacher man prayin' for peace but still packin' a gun

Singing karaoke in a double wide

With smoke so thick it’ll burn your eyes

Oh oh, my sweet Lord I’ll warn ya

Fall in love with an angel

You’ll end up in California

High tide I felt so alive

Until I spent six hours on the 405

In a jacked up rocky ridge straight rollin' coal

But then I, I turned up the radio

And hear a bunch of… that’s got no soul

All pop and hip-hop but no damn rock n roll

I came here lookin' for love

But ended up on a bathroom rug

On my knees prayin' God please see me through

There ain’t nothin' like a Tennessee mountain top

Some straight shootin' neighbors that don’t name drop

With a preacher man prayin' for peace but still packin' a gun

Singing karaoke in a double wide

With smoke so thick it’ll burn your eyes

Oh oh, my sweet Lord I’ll warn ya

Fall in love with an angel

You’ll end up in California

There ain’t nothin' like a Tennessee mountain top

Some straight shootin' neighbors that don’t name drop

With a preacher man prayin' for peace but still packin' a gun

Singing karaoke in a double wide

Some sweet southern sugar right by my side

Oh oh, my sweet Lord I’ll warn ya

Fall in love with an angel

Fall in love with an angel, yeah

Fall in love, fall in love, fall in love, love, love

With an angel