My heart was filled with pain,
My best pal, his best gal,
Got tickets for the evening train!

While thinkin' of Mammy and old Uncle Ned,
As I stepped to the gate, I said:
Tell 'em about me, brown baby,
When you reach Tennessee,
In the town where I'm longing to be.

More than few hungry hearts,
Longing for those southern parts,
Wish they had what it takes to go home!

Every chick, every child,
Greets you with a welcome smile,
So in the wake of your good times, think of me!

'Cause what goes up must come down,
Soon I'll be Dixie-bound.
When you reach Tennessee,
Tell 'em about me!

What goes up must come down,
Soon I'll be Dixie-bound.
When you reach Tennessee,
Tell 'em about me