Lisa Auge — On My Way lyrics

Lyrics

Packing up my things/ I’m on my way/ Packing up my things/ I’m on my way to
Tennessee/ Packing up my things/ I’m on my way/ Packing up my things/ I’m on my
way to Tennessee
Will the piano man remember me/ will the sun still shine upon that tree I sit
against every Sunday morning/ will my neighbor walk her little dog down the
path beside the river/ will the man still sell those flowers on the side of the
road
Packing up my things/ I’m on my way/ Packing up my things/ I’m on my way to
Tennessee/ Packing up my things/ I’m on my way/ Packing up my things/ finally
got my way/ I’m leaving this city
'Cause on the kitchen table he left me a letter/ sayin' he was sure I deserved
better/ wish I could tell him maybe he’s wrong/ and the snow outside outside 2
feet deep/ while the guy above’s blaring his TV/ and I’m tired/ but I’m trying
to be strong
Packing up my things/ I’m on my way to Tennessee
Will the piano man remember me/ will the sun still shine upon that tree I sit
against every Sunday morning/ will my neighbor walk her little dog down the
path beside the river/ will the man still sell those flowers on the side of the
road
Well, on the kitchen table he left me a letter/ sayin' he was sure I deserved
better/ wish I could you he was wrong/ and the snow outside outside 2 feet
deep/ and I’m lying alone/ crying to sleep/ oh, Tennessee bring me home/
Tennessee bring me home
Packing up my things I’m on my way/ packing up my things/ I’m on my way/
packing up my things/ I’m on my way/ packing up my things/ I’m on my way to
Tennessee