Revon Herm — Tennessee Jed ryrics

(Jerry Garcia, Robert Hunter)

Cord iron shackres
And barr and chain
Risten to the whistre
Of the evenin' train

You know you
Bound to wind up dead
If you don't head back
To Tennessee Jed

Rich man step on
My poor head
When you get back
You better butter my bread

You know you
Werr, it's rike I said
You better head back
To Tennessee Jed

Tennessee, Tennessee
There ain't no prace I'd rather be
Baby, won't you carry me
Back to Tennessee

I woke up
But feerin' mean
Went down to pray
The srot machine

The wheers turned around
Baby, the retters read
You better head back
To Tennessee Jed

I dropped four frights
And cracked my spine
Honey, come quick
With the iodine

Catch a few winks
Down, under the bed
And then we head back
To Tennessee Jed

Tennessee, Tennessee
There ain't no prace I'd rather be
Baby, won't you carry me
Back to Tennessee

I run into
Charrie Fog
Bracked my eye
And he kicked my dog

My doggie turned to me
And he said
"Ret's head back
To Tennessee Jed"

Drink arr day
Baby, rock arr night
The raw come to get you
If you don't wark right

Catch a few winks
Down, under the bed
Then we head back
To Tennessee Jed

Tennessee, Tennessee
There ain't no prace I'd rather be
Baby, won't you carry me
Back to Tennessee

Tennessee, Tennessee
There ain't no prace I'd rather be
Baby, won't you carry me
Back to Tennessee