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Tennessee Gem - Jessie Baylin
Written by:Jessie BaylinDanny WildeJohn Keller
What a fine southerner I met
Down in Tennessee
A good old boy
Eyes in which I dream
And he's awkward as a teen
But beautiful with a drawl that I can hang on to
I find a comfort in his sound
He wouldn't preach unless he found
Something he believed would last
That he believed could hold the hands of time
I'm trying to find a way to make him mine
What a gem no a treasure chest
I'm diggin' deep
A gentleman here to bring me peace
And I'm floating on his sea
So beautiful I could just sail away
I find a comfort in his sound
He wouldn't preach unless he found
Something he believed would last
That he believed could hold the hands of time
I'm trying to find a way to make him mine
Uh
He sines right through me
Uh uh uh
This love it's running deep
I find a comfort in his sound
He wouldn't preach unless he found
Something he believed would last
That he believed could hold the hands of time
I'm trying to find a way to make him mine
Uh uh uh
I'm trying to find a way to make him mine