作词 : Diamond, Morgan Written：Neil Diamond/Dennis Morgan 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 under when 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.
作词 : Diamond, Morgan Written：Neil Diamond/Dennis Morgan 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 under when 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.
