Tennessee Gem Lyrics - Firesight - Jessie Baylin

What a fine southern man 

Down in Tennessee 

A good old boy 

Eyes in which I dream 

And hes awkward as a teen 

Beautiful, drawer that I can hang on to 

Chorus: 

I find a comfort in his sound 

He wouldnt preach 

Unless he found something he believed would last 

That he believed could the hands of time 

Im trying to find a way to make him mine 

What a gem, a treasure chest 

Out diggin deep 

A gentleman, Hed bring me peace 

And Im floating in his sea 

So beautiful, I could just sail away 

Chorus: 

I find a comfort in his sound 

He wouldnt preach 

Unless he found something that he believe would last 

That he believed could hold the hands of time 

Im trying to find a way to make him mine 

Uh 

He sines right through me 

Uh uh uh 

This love, its running deep 

Chorus: 

I find a comfort in his sound 

He wouldnt preach 

Unless he found something he believed would last 

That he believed could the hands of time 

Im trying to find a way to make him mine 

Uh uh uh 

Im trying to find a way to make him mine