tennessee plates |
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I
woke up in a hotel and I didn't know what to do |
I
turned the TV on and wrote a letter to you |
The
news was talkin' 'bout a dragnet up on the interstate |
Said
they were lookin' for a Cadillac with Tennessee plates |
|
Since
I left California baby, things have gotten worse |
Seems
the land of opportunity for me is just a curse |
Tell
that judge in Bakersfield that my trial will have to wait |
Down
here they're lookin' for a Cadillac with Tennessee plates |
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It
was somewhere in Nevada, it was cold outside |
She
was shiverin' in the dark, so I offered her a ride |
Three
bank jobs later, four cars hot wired |
We
crossed the Mississippi like an oil slick fire |
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If
they'd known what we was up to they wouldn't 'a let us in |
When
we landed in Memphis like original sin |
Up
Elvis Presley Boulevard to the Graceland gates |
See
we were lookin' for a Cadillac with Tennessee plates |
|
Well,
there must have been a dozen of them parked in that garage |
And
there wasn't one Lincoln and there wasn't one Dodge |
And
there wasn't one Japanese model or make |
Just
pretty, pretty Cadillacs with Tennessee plates |
|
She
saw him singing once when she was seventeen |
And
ever since that day she's been living in between |
I
was never king of nothin' but this wild weekend |
Anyway
he wouldn't care, hell he gave them to his friends |
|
Well
this ain't no hotel I'm writin' you from |
It's
the Tennessee prison up at Brushy Mountain |
Where
yours sincerely's doin' five to eight |
Stampin'
out my time makin' Tennessee plates |