Lyrics: Joe Avio/Vincent Mason/John William Hummel Jr
Music: Joe Avio/Vincent Mason/John William Hummel Jr
Well I know better than to think
That square town is missing me
When it never really knew me to begin with,
Never packed my bags because you,
But if you asked, I’da never moved
To a town where no one cares that Kiffin’s winning
I’ll admit it
I still do
So I’m gonna pour one out for Mississippi
Where I found a broken heart and I brought it with me
Cause you never really can shake a memory
And doing life alone’s getting kinda tricky
If I drove back home, not a soul would miss me
And the light at the end’s getting hard to see
'Cause the way it is, ain’t ever what it seems
But if anybody asks, I’m gonna keep that shit between
Me and Tennessee
I put the living room up in smoke
And drive a quarter mile up the road
To that liquor store on Seventeenth
Scans an Indiana fake ID
While he’s Standing there, asking me
If I got some Friday night, place to be
But it’s just me
So I’m gonna pour one out for Mississippi
Where I found a broken heart and I brought it with me
'Cause you never really can shake a memory
And doing life alone’s getting kinda tricky
If I drove back home, not a soul would miss me
And the light at the end’s getting hard to see
'Cause the way it is, ain’t ever what it seems
But if anybody asks, I’m gonna keep that shit between
Me and Tennessee
I know those small town streets probably got you moved on by now,
'Cause me and Tennessee ain’t something you think about
So I’m gonna pour one out for Mississippi
Where I found a broken heart and I brought it with me
'Cause you never really can shake a memory
And doing life alone’s getting kinda tricky
If I drove back home, not a soul would miss me
And the light at the end’s getting hard to see
'Cause the way it is, ain’t ever what it seems
But if anybody asks, I’m gonna keep that shit between
Me and Tennessee