My Murfreesboro
Here's to the town that I so love,
Whose style will never cease,
Who keeps my heart in their lovely homes
Down oak and elm lined streets
So rich in history, she is,
Oh, I can just imagine
Louisianna Collier's face
As she gazed on her grand new mansion
And Adeline Maney relaxing on
A porch where breezes blow
And carry with them wings of cotton
and the scents of Main Street's stores
How I'll look back with tears and smiles
When I think of all the times
I daydreamed and I gathered shells
at Stone's River's sides.
Oh, place of beauty, place of faith,
May God always hold you dear
I'll look on you with sentiment
Here's to the town that I so love,
Whose style will never cease,
Who keeps my heart in their lovely homes
Down oak and elm lined streets
So rich in history, she is,
Oh, I can just imagine
Louisianna Collier's face
As she gazed on her grand new mansion
And Adeline Maney relaxing on
A porch where breezes blow
And carry with them wings of cotton
and the scents of Main Street's stores
How I'll look back with tears and smiles
When I think of all the times
I daydreamed and I gathered shells
at Stone's River's sides.
Oh, place of beauty, place of faith,
May God always hold you dear
I'll look on you with sentiment
And water your earth with my tears
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