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Standing on a streetSomewhere I don't want to beIn a town that's made of stoneSome bad directions must have me here by mistake'Cause this sure ain't what I call homeLet me close my eyes for a secondSee if I can get out of here andLet my hair hang downAnd I can feel the golden sunAnd watch a pickup truck drive byAnd I want to tell the worldHow good it is to be right hereBut I don't, I just sit under this treeI'm in TennesseeStanding on a roadLeading to a barnWith a cat named EloiseLater on we'll all go fishing in the pondBut all we'll catch is just a summer breezeLet me close my eyes for a secondSee if I can stay right here andLet my hair hang downAnd I can feel the golden sunAnd watch a pickup truck drive byAnd I want to tell the worldHow good it is to be right hereBut I don't, I just sit under this treeI'm in TennesseeWhen the pond is gone and Eloise floats awayI find myself staring at the same old thingsI need to go back, back where I feel so freeWell it looks like I'm going back to TennesseeLet my hair hang downAnd I can feel the golden sunAnd watch a pickup truck drive byAnd I want to tell the worldHow good it is to be right hereBut I don't, I just sit under this treeJust me and EloiseI'm in Tennessee
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