Take me back to where I was born
The rollin' hills of East Tennessee
I wanna play in the red dirt clay
So take me back today
My Momma read the Bible and taught us to pray
Papa worked two jobs and was never around
Late one night Momma moved us away
Out to California where it's sunny everyday
So take me back to East Tennessee
I wanna see the sunrise on the Smokey Mountain Trail
One more day on this highway and I'll be home to stay
So take me home to East Tennessee
Fishing on the banks of the Tennessee River
I pulled out a catfish that was bigger than me
When I turned eight I took the Lord as my Savior
Then Pastor Johnson dunked me in that muddy river
I remember Momma frying okra and some chicken
Sunday after church we'd be playing in the yard
We'd all fall asleep on the porch our front
With that cool Tennessee breeze blowing through the trees
So take me back to East Tennessee
I wanna see the sunrise on the Smokey Mountain Trail
One more day on this highway and I'll be home to stay
So take me home to East Tennessee