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