C F
[Verse 1]
Am F C
Hollywood don't do what it once could do,
Am F G
I used to wake up and write me a song before noon.
Am F C
So I packed my dusty bags one night,
Dm F G
grabbed an old guitar, and I caught a red-eye flight.
[Chorus]
F C G Am F C G Am
In search of a dream underneath the Tennessee moon,
F C G Am F C G Am
I fell in love to an old Hank Williams tune.
F G
Makes me wonder is it the same moon Hank played under?
[Verse 2]
Am F C
Touched down and she stole my heart right away.
Am F G
Began to think for the first time I might stay.
Am F Em Am
And when I heard that lone-some whistle moan,
Dm F G
knew I'd finally found my way back home.
[Chorus]
F C G Am F C G Am
In search of a dream underneath the Tennessee moon,
F C G Am F C G Am
I fell in love to an old Hank Williams tune.
F G
And I wonder Is it the same moon Hank played under?
[Bridge]
F C
And I can hear the echoes in the sounds of his guitar.
Bb Am G
And his words still paint a picture in my heart.
[Chorus]
F C G Am F C G Am
In search of a dream underneath the Tennessee moon,
F C G Am F C G Am
I fell in love to an old Hank Williams tune.
F G F G C
when he sang about jambalaya and bein' lonesome enough to cry
