Текст песни Neil Diamond - Tennessee Moon
Neil Diamond - Tennessee Moon слова песни
Hollywood don`t do what it once could do. I used to wake up and write me a song before noon.So I packed my dusty bags one night, grabbed an old guitar,and I caught a red-eye flight.In search of a dream underneath the Tennessee moon,I fell in love to an old Hank Williams tune. Makes me wonder: is it the same moon Hank played under?Touched down and she stole my heart right away.Began to think for the first time I might stay.And when I heard that lonesome whistle moan,knew I`d fin`lly found my way back home.In search of a dream underneath the Tennessee moon,I fell in love to an old Hank Williams tune.And I wonder: is it the same moon Hank stood underwhen he sang about jambalaya and bein` lonesome enough to cry?And I can hear the echos in the sounds of his guitar.And his words still paint a picture in my heart.Yeah, in search of a dream underneath the Tennessee moon,I fell in love to an old Hank Williams tune.I was in search of a dream underneath the Tennessee moon,yes, I fell in love to an old Hank Williams tune.