Coldwater, Tennessee

coldwater, tn © dallas wayne, robbie fulks am g am g am g am g v.1 am g am g a pine-log shack a mile off the state road g am g daddy took odd jobs, momma raised us three am g am g times were mean, and our home was a haven g am g it was all we had, in coldwater tennessee v.2 tougher than hell, daddy sang like an angel the rhythm of the mountains seemed to set him free one night he ran, headed north with his martin and everything we'd saved in coldwater tennessee ch. f c rusted dreams turn gold in nashville f c d em the stars ride high and the satellites beam am g am g pretty love songs, voices you remember g am g all the way on down to coldwater tennessee v.3 the headline says "local man hits big time" just look at those clothes and his brand-new family lyin' in bed, just starin' at his picture the favorite son of coldwater tennessee v.4 a teenage kid on a one-way ticket yeah, tonight he's bound for the opry by the backstage door, he'll wait in the darkness like he did so long, in coldwater tennessee v.5 the crowd draws close, the door swings open cameras flash, and the pretty girls scream then a burst of fire, and a voice from the shadows "this is from your fans in coldwater tennessee" ch.2 rusted dreams turn gold in nashville the stars ride high, for a while it seems but tomorrow at dawn, there'll be one star fallen he'll be coming back down to coldwater tennessee yes, they'll bury him there in coldwater tennessee