I wonder if It's rainin' in the mountains I wonder how the old town looks today And if the church is there beside the river Could I go back and find where mama lay
Does life still go to sleep just after sunset Are the berries still as big on the vine Do old men sit and talk about the old days The way they did in 1949
Oh Oh Oh how I'd like to be Back in the hills of Tennessee Oh Oh Oh it would be so fine If I could just go back to 1949
I wonder if by chance they might remember A teenage boy so wild and fancy free Who always loved guitars and country music If I went back would they remember me
I wonder what became of Kathern Ackers The girl who broke my heart at seventeen I barely can remember what she looks like Thirty years ago she was my dream
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For many years I've searched the wide world over For what I don't recall and didn't find And now I'm searching pictures in my memory For Tennessee 1949