Tennessee
Lord I've really been real stressed
Down and out, losing ground
Although I am black and proud
Problems got me pessimistic
Brothers and sisters keep messing up
To let these ghosts out of my skull
My grandmas past, my Brother's gone
I never at once felt so alone
Not just my spare tire
But Lord I ask you
To be my guiding force and truth
For some strange reason it had to be
He guided me to Tennessee
Take me to another land
Make me forget all that hurts me
Let me understand your plan
Lord it's obvious we got a relationship
Talking to each other every night and day
Although you're superior over me
Then outta nowhere you tell me to break
Outta the country and into more country
Past Dyesburg and Ripley
Climbed the trees my forefathers hung from
Ask those trees for all their wisdom
They tell me my ears are so young
My family tree my family name
For some strange reason it had to be
He guided me to Tennessee
Why people be in the mess that they be
Many journeys to freedom made in vain
By brothers on the corner playing ghetto games
Without the enlightenment of all my folks
He said cuz I set myself on a quest for truth
And he was there to quench my thirst
But I am still thirsty.....
He said what I am searchin for are
The answers to all which are in front of me
The ultimate truth started to get blurry
For some strange reason it had to be
It was all a dream about Tennessee
(lyrics by Arrested Development)
Incredible race, gorgeous scenery, top notch team mates, best BBQ ever, honky tonks, cowboy boots and the nicest people you'll ever meet.....
A+ for Ragnar Tennessee!
1 comment:
Ah! the infamous couch on the side of the road!!!
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