Tennesse
The sun rises in Tennessee
Over the mountains and through the trees
As it sings over all the earth
Bringing in the new day’s birth
The sun burns and warms my soul
And it makes me not think about the toll
Of what the future will bring
The hardships, the battles, the sting
I look to the sun and all its glory
And pow! I know my story
Of who I am and who I am may be
I know in my heart, that I am me.
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