Tennessee Square - Whiskeytown

Red ribbons hang in a Tennessee square

Old people laughing and singing and dancing down there

I’d like to join 'em, I got no money to spare

So I sit here and watch from the porch

Drinkin whiskey in granddaddy’s chair

Ferris wheel lights look like pictures I’d seen in a book somewhere

Vacant parking lots across the street remind me I’m going nowhere

I’d like to join 'em, I got no money to spare

So I sit here and I watch from the porch

Drinkin whiskey in granddaddy’s chair

It’s difficult to go on knowing you’re out there somewhere

Vacant parking lots across the street remind me I’m going nowhere