Tennessee  Plates  -  John  Hiatt

I  woke  up  in  a  hotel  and  I  didn't  know  what  to  do

I  turned  the  tv  on  and  wrote  a  letter  to  you

The  news  was  talkin'  'bout  a  dragnet  up  on  the  interstate

Said  they  were  lookin'  for  a  cadillac  with  tennessee  plates

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  that  my  trial  will  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

If  they'd  known  what  we  was  up  to  they  wouldn't  'a  let  us  in

When  we  landed  in  memphis  like  original  sin

Up  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

And  there  wasn't  one  lincoln  and  there  wasn't  one  dodge

And  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

Well  this  ain't  no  hotel  I'm  writin'  you  from

It's  the  tennessee  prison  up  at  brushy  mountain

Where  yours  sincerely's  doin'  five  to  eight

Stampin'  out  my  time  makin'  tennessee  plates

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