In "One Tennessee," Dustin Lynch answers a departing lover's warnings with stubborn, barroom bravado. She slams the door insisting he will never find another like her, but he shrugs off the familiar threats and turns to Jack Daniel's as the only remedy he needs. The counting rhythm turns Tennessee whiskey into a simple formula for numbness, each slow number a gulp meant to erase her memory. Beneath the swagger, the morning questions about whether the bourbon will work betray a quieter fear that forgetting may not be as easy as the chant suggests.
One Tennessee Lyrics by Dustin Lynch
You can slam the door, say I’ll never find
Another one of you, wouldn’t be the first time
Good luck movin’ on, gettin’ sleep at night
Heard it all before
Don’t you know girls like you
You’re the reason why they make the Jack?
Don’t you worry about me
All I need’s a bottle and a glass
Forgetting’s easy as one Tennessee, two Tennessee, three
Well-whiskey, well, well-whiskey, repeat
Down, drink it down, how hard could it be?
One Tennessee, two Tennessee, three
Shouldn’t take me long till I don’t feel nothin’
If I’m wrong, got another one comin’
Down, drink it down, how hard could it be?
One Tennessee, two Tennessee, three
In the mornin’, am I gonna need another shot?
Is the burnin’ in the bourbon gonna work or not?
Am I gettin’ nowhere or gettin’ there in no time?
Either way it goes like
One Tennessee, two Tennessee, three
Well-whiskey, well, well-whiskey, repeat
Down, drink it down, how hard could it be?
One Tennessee, two Tennessee, three
Shouldn’t take me long till I don’t feel nothin’
If I’m wrong, got another one comin’
Down, drink it down, how hard could it be?
One Tennessee, two Tennessee, three
One Tennessee, two Tennessee, three
Mhm
Girls like you
You’re the reason why they make the Jack
Don’t you worry about me
All I need’s a bottle and a glass
Forgetting’s easy as one Tennessee, two Tennessee, three
Well-whiskey, well, well-whiskey, repeat
Down, drink it down, how hard could it be?
One Tennessee, two Tennessee, three
Shouldn’t take me long till I don’t feel nothin’
If I’m wrong, got another one comin’
Down, drink it down, how hard could it be?
One Tennessee, two Tennessee, three
One Tennessee, two Tennessee, three
