Karaoké Tennessee Moon Neil Diamond

Hollywood don't do what it once could do

I used to wake up and write me a song before noon

So I packed my dusty bags one night

Grabbed an old guitar

And I caught a red-eye flight

In search of a dream underneath the Tennessee moon

I fell in love to an old

Hank Williams tune

Makes me wonder

Is it the same moon

Hank played under

Touched down and she stole my heart right away

Began to think for the first time I might stay

And when I heard that lonesome whistle moan

Knew I'd finally found my way back home

In search of a dream underneath the Tennessee moon

I fell in love to an old

Hank Williams tune

And I wonder

Is it the same moon

Hank stood under

When he sang about jambalaya

And bein' lonesome enough to cry

And I can hear the echoes in the sounds of his guitar

And his words still paint a picture in my heart

Yeah, in search of a dream underneath the Tennessee moon

I fell in love to an old

Hank Williams tune

I was in search of a dream underneath the Tennessee moon

Yes, I fell in love to an old

Hank Williams tune

Yeah, in search of a dream underneath the Tennessee moon