Wrong Turn to Tupelo
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I was heading down to Alabama
to see a friend
I was thinkin' bout all that was
and not all that is
I was making pretty good time
Thought I'd stop and cop a cup of joe
When I saw the roadside sign saying
welcome to Tupelo
I hit a little bump of speed
and hit a speed bump on the Trace
They only let you run 55 inside that place
Where the long, clear tail of a golden mare
Whips sunlight side to side
Red-tail hawk squawking
high atop a yellow pine
Came up on a spot where a
hundred trees were down
A storm came through,
I heard'em talking bout that in town
About a daddy battening down the hatches
But the Natchez hatched another plan
Death, oh death,
why can you tell it better than I can
I saw the burying grounds of
an early tribe of rambling man
Now that's the kind of freedom
I don't guess I'll ever understand
Everybody around here knows
A lady with that native look to her eye
Every time she sees you,
Man she leaves you something good behind
I pulled off for a spot of 87
down around Cherokee
An old man buying noon booze
took a long look at me
I kicked a kid sock by the dumpster,
The Norfolk Southern sang a baritone
German Shepherd running like water down an access road
I took a left on Alabama
and all the rest were right
I pulled my hair flat-back in the mirror
till it looked alright
I opened up the front door,
He said "you're a little bit late, ya know"
I said I know well
I took a wrong turn down
to Tupelo
to see a friend
I was thinkin' bout all that was
and not all that is
I was making pretty good time
Thought I'd stop and cop a cup of joe
When I saw the roadside sign saying
welcome to Tupelo
I hit a little bump of speed
and hit a speed bump on the Trace
They only let you run 55 inside that place
Where the long, clear tail of a golden mare
Whips sunlight side to side
Red-tail hawk squawking
high atop a yellow pine
Came up on a spot where a
hundred trees were down
A storm came through,
I heard'em talking bout that in town
About a daddy battening down the hatches
But the Natchez hatched another plan
Death, oh death,
why can you tell it better than I can
I saw the burying grounds of
an early tribe of rambling man
Now that's the kind of freedom
I don't guess I'll ever understand
Everybody around here knows
A lady with that native look to her eye
Every time she sees you,
Man she leaves you something good behind
I pulled off for a spot of 87
down around Cherokee
An old man buying noon booze
took a long look at me
I kicked a kid sock by the dumpster,
The Norfolk Southern sang a baritone
German Shepherd running like water down an access road
I took a left on Alabama
and all the rest were right
I pulled my hair flat-back in the mirror
till it looked alright
I opened up the front door,
He said "you're a little bit late, ya know"
I said I know well
I took a wrong turn down
to Tupelo
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:07.86] I was heading down to Alabama
[00:09.88] To see a friend
[00:12.44] I was thinkin' bout all that was
[00:14.58] And not all that is
[00:17.52] I was making pretty good time
[00:19.85] Thought I'd stop and cop a cup of joe
[00:23.66] When I saw the roadside sign saying
[00:25.41] Welcome to Tupelo
[00:35.95] I hit a little bump of speed
[00:37.35] And hit a speed bump on the Trace
[00:41.53] They only let you run 55 inside that place
[00:46.28] Where the long, clear tail of a golden mare
[00:48.84] Whips sunlight side to side
[00:52.89] Red-tail hawk squawking
[00:54.42] High atop a yellow pine
[01:04.74] Came up on a spot where a
[01:06.68] Hundred trees were down
[01:10.36] A storm came through,
[01:11.43] I heard'em talking bout that in town
[01:14.73] About a daddy battening down the hatches
[01:17.48] But the Natchez hatched another plan
[01:21.65] Death, oh death,
[01:22.65] Why can you tell it better than I can
[01:33.57] I saw the burying grounds of
[01:35.32] An early tribe of rambling man
[01:38.91] Now that's the kind of freedom
[01:40.01] I don't guess I'll ever understand
[01:43.44] Everybody around here knows
[01:45.36] A lady with that native look to her eye
[01:49.82] Every time she sees you,
[01:51.92] Man she leaves you something good behind
[02:02.23] I pulled off for a spot of 87
[02:04.11] Down around Cherokee
[02:07.37] An old man buying noon booze
[02:09.02] Took a long look at me
[02:12.23] I kicked a kid sock by the dumpster,
[02:14.64] The Norfolk Southern sang a baritone
[02:18.98] German Shepherd running like water down an access road
[02:31.45] I took a left on Alabama
[02:32.99] And all the rest were right
[02:36.04] I pulled my hair flat-back in the mirror
[02:37.99] Till it looked alright
[02:41.67] I opened up the front door,
[02:43.38] He said "you're a little bit late, ya know"
[02:47.38] I said I know well
[02:48.70] I took a wrong turn down
[02:51.33] To Tupelo
[03:01.37]
[00:09.88] To see a friend
[00:12.44] I was thinkin' bout all that was
[00:14.58] And not all that is
[00:17.52] I was making pretty good time
[00:19.85] Thought I'd stop and cop a cup of joe
[00:23.66] When I saw the roadside sign saying
[00:25.41] Welcome to Tupelo
[00:35.95] I hit a little bump of speed
[00:37.35] And hit a speed bump on the Trace
[00:41.53] They only let you run 55 inside that place
[00:46.28] Where the long, clear tail of a golden mare
[00:48.84] Whips sunlight side to side
[00:52.89] Red-tail hawk squawking
[00:54.42] High atop a yellow pine
[01:04.74] Came up on a spot where a
[01:06.68] Hundred trees were down
[01:10.36] A storm came through,
[01:11.43] I heard'em talking bout that in town
[01:14.73] About a daddy battening down the hatches
[01:17.48] But the Natchez hatched another plan
[01:21.65] Death, oh death,
[01:22.65] Why can you tell it better than I can
[01:33.57] I saw the burying grounds of
[01:35.32] An early tribe of rambling man
[01:38.91] Now that's the kind of freedom
[01:40.01] I don't guess I'll ever understand
[01:43.44] Everybody around here knows
[01:45.36] A lady with that native look to her eye
[01:49.82] Every time she sees you,
[01:51.92] Man she leaves you something good behind
[02:02.23] I pulled off for a spot of 87
[02:04.11] Down around Cherokee
[02:07.37] An old man buying noon booze
[02:09.02] Took a long look at me
[02:12.23] I kicked a kid sock by the dumpster,
[02:14.64] The Norfolk Southern sang a baritone
[02:18.98] German Shepherd running like water down an access road
[02:31.45] I took a left on Alabama
[02:32.99] And all the rest were right
[02:36.04] I pulled my hair flat-back in the mirror
[02:37.99] Till it looked alright
[02:41.67] I opened up the front door,
[02:43.38] He said "you're a little bit late, ya know"
[02:47.38] I said I know well
[02:48.70] I took a wrong turn down
[02:51.33] To Tupelo
[03:01.37]