I woke up in a hotel and didn't what to do I turned the TV on, a letter to you The news was talkin' a dead man upon the interstate Seems they lookin' for a Cadillac with Tennessee plates
Well since I left California, baby, things gotten worse Seems the of opportunity for me it's just a curse Tell that judge in Bakersfield my trial'll to wait Down here they're lookin' for a Cadillac Tennessee plates
It was in Nevada, it was cold outside She was shiverin' in the dark, so I her a ride Three bank later, four cars hot wired We the Mississippi like an oil slick fire
If they'd what we was up to they wouldn't let us in And now we landed in Memphis like sin Presley Boulevard to the Graceland gates See we were lookin' for a Cadillac Tennessee plates
Well, there must have been a dozen of them in that garage And there wasn't one and there wasn't one Dodge And wasn't one Japanese model or make Just pretty, pretty Cadillacs Tennessee plates
She saw him once when she was seventeen And ever since that day she's been in between I was never king of but this wild weekend Anyway he care, hell, he gave them to his friends
This ain't no hotel I'm you from I'm at the Tennessee prison up at Brushy Where yours sincerely's doin' five to I'm stampin' out my time makin' Tennessee plates