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Tennessee Plates - Mark Collie

I woke up in a hotel

Didn't know what to do

I turned the TV on

Wrote a letter to you

The news was talkin' 'bout

A dead man upon the interstate

Seems they were lookin'

For a Cadillac with Tennessee plates

Well since I left California

Baby things have gotten worse

Seems the land of opportunity

For me is just a curse

Tell that judge in Bakersfield

My trial'll have to wait

Down here they're lookin'

For a Cadillac with Tennessee plates

It was somewhere in Nevada

It was cold outside

She was shiverin' in the dark

So I offered her a ride

Three bank jobs later

Four cars hot wired

We crossed the Mississippi

Like an oil slick fire

Now if they'd known what we was

Up to they wouldn't let us in

And now we landed

In Memphis like original sin

Elvis Presley Boulevard

To the Graceland gates

See we were lookin' for a Cadillac

With Tennessee plates

Well there must have been a dozen

Of them parked in that garage

There wasn't one Lincoln

And there wasn't one Dodge

There wasn't one

Japanese model or make

Just pretty pretty Cadillacs

With Tennessee plates

She saw him singing once

When she was seventeen

And ever since that day

She's been living in between

I was never king of nothin'

But this wild weekend

Anyway he wouldn't care

Hell he gave them to his friends

This ain't no hotel

I'm writin' you from

Now it's a Tennessee

Prison up at Brushy Mountain

Where yours sincerely's

Doin' five to eight

I'm just stampin' out my

Time makin' Tennessee plates