their lines down in East Tennessee
and they're fit to be tied,
And the man in the gray flannel suit
does not walk on the street
what became of the old Opry?
Now the cowboys have taken an axe
They've traded their guns for a guitar
And they'll swear in a slow Texas draw,
Yesterday's dead and gone
You never knew how right you were
the night you wrote that song
Well, the truck -driving man
tonight it'll be Tennessee
An d he spends all his miles
on the dials of a poppin' CB
Tomorrow is out of sight,
yesterday's dead and gone
You never knew how right you were
the night you wrote that song
Yesterday's newspaper forecasts
Oh, but yesterday's news is old news,
now the skies are all grey
But the East Texas hills are alive
with its children in the spring
Yesterday's dead and gone
You never knew how right you were
the night you wrote that song