You may call me a rover I have rambled around
But I'll quit my roaming when I get to Nashville town
You may call me a liar or a hard-headed fool
But I'm burning into Memphis on a flop-eared mule

I'm Tennessee bound bound bound
Bound bound bound
Good Lord, I'm Tennessee bound

Come a rolling down the mountain, there's a girl of fourteen
She's the sweetest apple blossom, just a hillbilly queen
I'm a coming round the mountain, don't you try to follow me
I'm a gonna be her daddy when I get to Tennessee

I'm Tennessee bound bound bound
Bound bound bound
Good Lord, I'm Tennessee bound
I'm Tennessee bound bound bound
Bound bound bound
Good Lord, I'm Tennessee bound

Ooh Tennessee bound
Ooh Tennessee bound

Oh they say the stars in Texas surely shine shine shine
But I'd trade them all to taste a drop of mulberry wine
I'm a coming through the desert, if I have to I will crawl
There's a paradise a waiting once I get through Arkansas
I'm Tennessee bound bound bound
Bound bound bound
Good Lord, I'm Tennessee bound
I'm Tennessee bound bound bound
Bound bound bound
Good Lord, I'm Tennessee bound

Ooh Tennessee bound
Ooh Tennessee bound
Ooh Tennessee bound
Ooh Tennessee bound