I was raised on a Tennessee hillside Where blackberry bushes grow thick With feet like the soul of a workin' man's boot And a head like a weight made of lead Crooked grin, thorn stickin' out my shoulder Hair too damn long, oh well They tell me take a break, I'm sorry I can't Tennesseans make music year 'round I can't help it, God put me in a place of green Even the tractors got the same damn color paint Same ol' rivers and same ol' streams Cut that exhaust off, son, let it scream God bless the south, I'll never shut my mouth And I'm proud to be from Tennessee Tennessee, Tennessee I'm proud to be from Tennessee, mmm My favorite shirt has the arms cut out With a couple old tobacco stains I've burnt up every Kenny Chesney album drinkin' Coors Light Been sunburnt on a lake And I wanna know how forever feels But not in no hall of fame 'Cause I'll always be in a holler with the workin' man And that's somethin' nobody can take I can't help it, God put me in a place of green Even the tractors got the same damn color paint Same ol' rivers and same ol' streams Cut that exhaust off, son, let it scream God bless the south, I'll never shut my mouth And I'm proud to be from Tennessee Tennessee, Tennessee I'm proud to be from Tennessee