Bob Sinclar
Tennessee
Wild city living
It takes my breath away
But I'm not living
The way I ought to be
Check it out
There's surely something missing
Got to move on, before I hit the ground

I hear you calling
I see your beauty in my mind
A piece of heaven
A place where living is easy
Check it out, I still recall the feeling
I got to find me a way
Somehow, I got to make it back to Tennessee

To Tennessee
Right another western dream
To Tennessee
Right another western dream

Chasing the rainbow, shooting for the moon
Aiming much too high, getting so confused
I'm all out of luck
I'm all out of love
Guess what, I've just had enough
Now my western tears
Remind me of my home
And my western heart reminds me I'm alone
But my heart is sure that love will guide the way
Now my western soul goes back, back to Tennessee

To Tennessee
Right another western dream
To Tennessee
Right another western dream