Clear rain falls with a straight steady hum
On green Tennessee woods like a muted drum
The skies as if painted by a great gray brush
All around silence as in heavenly hush
Long ago long miles ahead
I left my home to earn my bread
Dusty lanes domestic remind with a nostalgic pang
Creating almost a deep throat tasteful tang
Tennessee rain so beautiful and forlorn
So exciting and yet reminds me I’m alone
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