Tennessee Home
Michael Smotherman
It is raining out my window, tiffley falling song of sky
All the trees are, drinking water
We know with the cold and dry
It is raining out my window on my Tennessee home
Yes, it is raining on my Tennessee home
I can see an old plantation, no one lives there anymore
Yankees took it, made a station, treat the wounded in the war
It is raining out my window on my Tennessee home
And it is raining on my Tennessee home
On my wallet faded picture, someone met the photograph
Man and woman, looking bitter, from all the sin to last
And it is raining out my window on my Tennessee home
And it is raining on my Tennessee home
Yes, it is raining on my Tennessee home