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Words & Music: Rattlesnake Annie

Tellico Plains


I’d crawl through a blinding rain, dragging this ball and chain
Just to see the sun go down on Tellico Plains

He was born where the Cherokee mountains lay to rest on Tellico Plains
Some say he walked with Jesus, times he rode the devils train
Rode the devils train, rode the devils train

He took his food from the waters free and moved to natures hum
Then the law dogs laid their claim on the land, made him march to a different drum
Got him on the run, got him on the run

Then the sheriff come along said hey now boy, you’re doing an awful thing
High time somebody told you boy, I gotta song for you to sing
‘Bout a ball and chain, ‘bout a ball and chain

It was cold and dark in the lonely jail, like six feet underground
And the ache around his lonely heart never let him lay it down
Gotta get back home, gotta get back home

Nobody knows how he got away, just happened one day he was gone
Bloodhounds never could pick up his trail, he’d headed straight for home
Keep movin’ on, keep movin’ on

To this day he’s a ridin’ in the Cherokee hills where the water is a rollin’ free
And every time I feel that full moon rise, I can feel him touching me
Made his way back home, made his way back home

I’d crawl through a blinding rain, dragging this ball and chain
Just to see the sun go down on Tellico Plains


Publisher: ©1980 Ann McGowan Music Inc. BMI (International Copyright Secured)

 

 

 

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