Tennessee

by Paul Hayden Schrodt

  Tennessee, land of my birth, old in  tradition, richest of earth;
 Great Smoky Mountains, valleys and plains, sunshine and shadows, twilights
 and rains;
           Home of the deer, possum and coon,  long Summer nights and
 The-Mam-In-
 The-Moon.  Hay and tobacco, cotton and corn, come from this land---where I
 was born.
             Acres of orchards, millions of trees, meadows of clover, honey
 for bees; songs of the birds happy and gay, robins and sparrows and
impudent
 jay.
             Highway, byways, rivers and hills, everywhere, everywhere
scenery
 thrills!
 Cities like jewels that glitter at night, strong men and women---who stand
 the right.
            Jolly cute babies that laugh when they coo. They're saying
quite
 frankly. "I Love You !"  Beautiful Churches where sinners may pray,
crystal
 sweet waters, TVA.
             Home of the Memphis and Beale Street Blues, high stepping
browns,
 Chattanooga Choo Choo!  Forrest the raider, and men who wore gray;
"world's
 prettiest women---some folks say.
             Roses. iris and violets blue, wave with the breeze and sparkle
 with dew.  Fields of fine cattle, the walking horse steed, and heavy fat
 swine, the best kind of breed.
             Gold in the sunsets or clear starry night, I wish I could
 stop---Time in it's flight! Because I'm not anxious to hear Gabriel's
Horn, I
like Tennessee---the place I was born


 

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This  page  was  made  for  my husband,

Frank McBee

 who was born and raised in SE Tn.

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