Roger Alan Wade - Tennessee crazy

I was^D born on the night of a ^Afull moon, ^G with bourbon on my b^Dreath ^GMy father was an old ^Dfiddle tune, and mamma ^Fdanced h^Cerself to ^Gdeath. ^GRaised on ^Dbible verses and ^Awhiskey, rock of ^Gages and old rock n'^Droll, ^GWomen and wine, and ^Dwasted time on the ^Fcreek bank with ^Cmy ol' Zeb^Gco,

^G20^A2, here's looking at ^Bmyou.

And we were ^Cgoing, going, ^Ggone, Tennessee ^DCrazy ^CGoing, going, ^Ggone, Tennessee ^DCrazy.

^DI grew up out on the ^Astreet, marching to the ^Gbeat of a different d^Drum, ^GSpent my whole life ^Dchasing, the same ^Fthing I w^Cas running ^Gfrom. ^DLost out on a lonely ^Abackstreet, in ^Glove and losing ^Dcontrol, ^GKick off your ^Dhigh heels, just ^Flet the ^Cgood times ^Groll,

^GAll over ^Ame, all over ^Bmme.

^AmYea, we were ^Cgoing, going, ^Ggone, Tennessee ^DCrazy ^CGoing, going, ^Ggone, Tennessee ^DCrazy. ^D

I was ^Dborn on the night of a ^Afull moon, ^Gwith bourbon on my ^Dbreath ^GMy father was an old ^Dbanjo tune, and mamma ^Fdanced ^Cherself to ^Gdeath. ^GRaised on ^Dbible verses and ^Awhiskey, rock of a^Gges and old rock n'^Droll, ^GWomen and wine, and ^Dwasted time on the ^Fcreek bank with my ^Col' Zeb^Gco,

^GMy brother and ^Ame, just my brothers and ^Bmme. ^AmAnd we were ^Cgoing, going, ^Ggone, Tennessee ^DCrazy ^CGoing, going, ^Ggone, Tennessee ^DCrazy. ^CGoing, going, ^Ggone, Tennessee ^DCrazy. ^CGoing, going, ^Ggone, Tennessee ^DCrazy