Interpret:

Joan Baez

Album:

Blessed Are...

Oh, my, but you have a pretty face
You favour a girl that I knew
I imagine that she's still in Tennessee
And, by God, I should be there, too
I've a sadness too sad to be true


Well I left Tennessee in a hurry, dear 
The same way that I'm leaving you 
But love is mainly just memories 
And everyone's got him a few
When I'm gone I'll be glad to love you 


At the brand new Tennessee Waltz
You're literally waltzing on air
At the brand new Tennessee Waltz
There's no telling who will be there 




When I leave it'll be like I found you, love
Descending Victorian stairs
Feeling like one of your photographs 
Trapped while I'm putting on airs
And getting even by saying."Who cares"


At the brand new Tennessee Waltz
You're literally waltzing on air
At the brand new Tennessee Waltz
There's no telling who will be there 


So, let all of your passionate violins
Play a tune for a Tennessee kid
Who's feeling like leaving another town 
With no place to go if he did
'Cause they'll catch you wherever you're hid


At the brand new Tennessee Waltz
You're literally waltzing on air
At the brand new Tennessee Waltz
There's no telling who will be there