Hennessy in Tennessee
Ambient lighting, low and golden
Mahogany table shines like new
Velvet seats from days olden
I share a bottle of Hennessy in Tennessee with you
Soft candlelight and the scent of roses
Saxman playing in the corner
He has the blues, I supposes
As he keeps time with the French Horner
Chitlins, greens, okra, fried chicken and cornbread
As well as tasty, spicy Cajun fare
He blows the bittersweet tunes of those long dead
With sorrow in his eyes, and in his air
Musky sweet perfume lingers on my skin
A reminder of the passions to come
Remembrances of days and nights back when
We melded together and first became One
The tender look in your eyes arouses me
In all my secret places, so deep within my soul
As we sip Hennessy in Tennessee
My heart, like a thief, you long ago stole
Violin joins in the mellow, bluesy sound
You take my hands, kissing my lips
Leading me onto the floor to dance a round
One strong hand of the curve of my hip
As you pull me close and stroke my hair
I feel a love so deep and strong
The bluesmen smile at the love we share
As they continue to slowly, pleasantly play on
Dessert comes as we end our slow, romantic dance
It's delectable, cool, fruity-sweet and smooth
Bluesmen play a poignant song, we share a loving glance
Sipping Hennessy in Tennessee as we groove
With a smile on your handsome face
A toast is proposed in loving honor of Us
As we sip Hennessy in Tennessee in this elderly place
And seal our love with a sweet buss...