Intro (3x) Verse One: Well I woke up in a hotel, didn't know what to do I turned the TV on and wrote a letter to you The news was talkin 'bout a dragnet upon the interstate They were lookin for a Cadillac with Tennessee plates Since I left California baby things have gotten worse Seems the land of opportunity for me is just a curse Tell the judge in Bakersfield, the trial'll have to wait Down here they're lookin for a Cadillac with Tennessee plates Chorus One: It was summer in Nevada, it was cold outside She was shiverin in the dark so I offered her a ride Three bank jobs later, four cars hot wired We crossed the Mississippi like an oil slick fire Verse Two: If they had known what we was up to they wouldn'tve let us in Seems we landed in Memphis like original sin Down Elvis Presley Boulevard to the Graceland gates We were lookin for a Cadillac with Tennessee plates E (twice) Well there must have been a dozen of 'em parked in that garage There wasn't one Lincoln and there wasn't one Dodge There wasn't one Japanese model or make Just pretty, pretty Cadillacs with Tennessee Plates Chorus Two: She saw him singin once, when she was seventeen Now ever since that day she's been livin in between I was never king of nothing but this wild weekend Anyway we wouldn't care, hell he gave 'em to his friends Verse Three: This ain't no hotel I'm writin you from It's a Tennessee prison up at Brushy Mountain Your sincerely's doing five to eight Stampin out my time makin Tennessee Plates