Tennessee Mountain Song
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The submitter provided the following about the artifact’s history:
This is a composition that is very near and dear to me. It is a complete song that I wrote during the confusion and chaos of Hurricane Irma when I had to evacuate with my family to Tennessee. It not only expresses my emotions in regards to that situation, but also deals with other problems and issues that I was having in my life at the time.
This is a composition that is very near and dear to me. It is a complete song that I wrote during the confusion and chaos of Hurricane Irma when I had to evacuate with my family to Tennessee. It not only expresses my emotions in regards to that situation, but also deals with other problems and issues that I was having in my life at the time.
Creator
Katherine Doyle
Source
Katherine Doyle
Publisher
unpublished
Language
English
Coverage
2000-2024
Imaginative Writing Item Type Metadata
Genre
song
Material
digital
Circulation
None
Linguistic Text
Tennessee mountain song
This is not where I belong
Left my baby in the storm
Pray to keep her away from harm
Can’t look back it’s too late now
But I’ll find you again somehow
As she cries, oh oh oh
I wanna make something of myself
Mama says it’s bad for my health
But I know if I stay away
I’ll regret it all someday
She said that the decision is mine
To lay my life on the line as she sighs, oh oh oh
Take a look around and see what you have sown
Take your time to reap all that you’ve grown
She lays her head on the pillow, and she begins to cry
She’s wasted her whole life away, and she’s about to die
Tennessee mountain song
Fresh air, it’s been so long
My dreams pollute my mind
Hopefully they’ll treat me kind
I know I roll risky dice
Am I willing to pay that price?
As she screams, oh oh oh
Haven’t been too lucky in love
I just keep my head above
The crowds that throw me scorn
The lonely and forlorn
I’d rather be an underdog
Than trapped in monotony’s fog
As she croons, oh oh oh
I remember your touch all too well
Flashbacks to that perfect little hell
I’d say that loving you was a waste, but I don’t really mind
You taught me that I didn’t need, anymore of your kind
Take a deep and shaky breath
Gather up all that’s left
Inside your shallow lungs
Keep steady, aim the gun
Your future comes up fast,
Make the fruits of your efforts last
As she weeps, oh oh oh
She can’t sleep, oh oh oh
This is not where I belong
Left my baby in the storm
Pray to keep her away from harm
Can’t look back it’s too late now
But I’ll find you again somehow
As she cries, oh oh oh
I wanna make something of myself
Mama says it’s bad for my health
But I know if I stay away
I’ll regret it all someday
She said that the decision is mine
To lay my life on the line as she sighs, oh oh oh
Take a look around and see what you have sown
Take your time to reap all that you’ve grown
She lays her head on the pillow, and she begins to cry
She’s wasted her whole life away, and she’s about to die
Tennessee mountain song
Fresh air, it’s been so long
My dreams pollute my mind
Hopefully they’ll treat me kind
I know I roll risky dice
Am I willing to pay that price?
As she screams, oh oh oh
Haven’t been too lucky in love
I just keep my head above
The crowds that throw me scorn
The lonely and forlorn
I’d rather be an underdog
Than trapped in monotony’s fog
As she croons, oh oh oh
I remember your touch all too well
Flashbacks to that perfect little hell
I’d say that loving you was a waste, but I don’t really mind
You taught me that I didn’t need, anymore of your kind
Take a deep and shaky breath
Gather up all that’s left
Inside your shallow lungs
Keep steady, aim the gun
Your future comes up fast,
Make the fruits of your efforts last
As she weeps, oh oh oh
She can’t sleep, oh oh oh
Uploaded
Katherine Doyle 04/13/18
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Citation
Katherine Doyle, “Tennessee Mountain Song,” Museum of Everyday Writing, accessed April 28, 2024, https://museumofeverydaywriting.omeka.net/items/show/782.