Coldwater, Tennessee Lyrics - Big Thinkin' - Dallas Wayne

A pine-log shack a mile off the state road 

Daddy took odd jobs, momma raised us three 

Times were mean, and our home was a haven 

It was all we had, in Coldwater Tennessee 

Tougher than hell, daddy sang like an angel 

The rhythm of the mountains seemed to set him free 

One night he ran, headed north with his martin 

And everything we'd saved in Coldwater Tennessee 

Rusted dreams turn gold in Nashville 

The stars ride high and the satellites beam 

Pretty love songs, voices you remember 

All the way on down to Coldwater Tennessee 

The headline says "local man hits big time" 

Just look at those clothes and his brand-new family 

Lyin' in bed, just starin' at his picture 

The favorite son of Coldwater Tennessee 

A teenage kid on a one-way ticket 

Yeah, tonight he's bound for the Opry 

By the backstage door, he'll wait in the darkness 

Like he did so long, in Coldwater Tennessee 

The crowd draws close, the door swings open 

Cameras flash, and the pretty girls scream 

Then a burst of fire, and a shout from the shadows 

"This is from your fans in Coldwater Tennessee" 

Rusted dreams turn gold in Nashville 

The stars ride high, for a while it seems 

But tomorrow at dawn, there'll be one star fallen 

He'll be coming back down to Coldwater Tennessee 

Yes, they'll bury him there in Coldwater Tennessee