Old Tennessee

End of October

The sleepy brown woods seem to

Nod down their heads to the Winter.

Yellows and grays

Paint the sad skies today

And I wonder when

You're coming home.

Woke up one morning

The wind through the window

Reminded me Winter

Was just 'round the bend.

Somehow I just didn't

See it was coming

It took me by surprise again.

And I hear you're in San Francisco

Living with your sister who's a mother to be.

And her husband's way down in Georgia

And I'm still in old Tennessee

Wishing you'd come home to me.

Life here is easy

I'm sure you recall

How it's so warm and breezy

In the Summer and the Fall.

But Winter's upon me

And I've got no heat here

And I miss your fire so sweet, Dear

I miss your fire so sweet.

And I hear you're in San Francisco

Living with your sister who's a mother to be.

And her husband's way down in Georgia

And I'm still in old Tennessee

Wishing you'd come home to me.

End of October

The sleepy brown woods seem to

Nod down their heads to the Winter.

Yellows and gray

Paint the sad skies today

And I wonder when

You're coming home

I wonder when you're coming home.