Well, I miss the sounds of TennesseeAnd the smell of heavy rain The roses in the garden Laugh before the pain But I hear his voice close in my ear I see her smile and wave I blink and while my eyes are closed They both have gone away Blue bare room, the wood and nails There's nothing left to take But love and years are not for sale In our old house on the lake Well, I'm going down to New Orleans' Cause we both are sinking fast And I'll stare into the Bourbon moon We'll see how long we last But I hear his voice I follow down the velvet undertow Back to the place where I was born Back to my southern home Blue bare room, the wood and nails There's nothing left to take But love and years are not for sale In our old house on the lake In our old house on the lake In our old house
Well, I miss the sounds of TennesseeAnd the smell of heavy rain The roses in the garden Laugh before the pain But I hear his voice close in my ear I see her smile and wave I blink and while my eyes are closed They both have gone away Blue bare room, the wood and nails There's nothing left to take But love and years are not for sale In our old house on the lake Well, I'm going down to New Orleans' Cause we both are sinking fast And I'll stare into the Bourbon moon We'll see how long we last But I hear his voice I follow down the velvet undertow Back to the place where I was born Back to my southern home Blue bare room, the wood and nails There's nothing left to take But love and years are not for sale In our old house on the lake In our old house on the lake In our old house
