Goodbye California, Hello Tennessee

[Verse] Joe packed his bags in the cold San Francisco night, Bass guitar slung low, his dreams in sight. The city's fog no longer felt like home, Packed his life in his truck, ready to roam. [Verse 2] Down that winding road, he felt the change, From the Golden Gate to Tennessee range. San Francisco's lights faded in the rearview, Joe found a new start, a dream to pursue. [Chorus] Goodbye California, hello Tennessee, Where the blues and the country set the heart free. From Dee’s Country Lounge to Roberts' neon signs, Joe's strumming his bass, leaving the past behind. [Verse 3] At Dee’s Country Lounge, he found his first stage, Sweating under the lights, feeling the crowd's gauge. Making bologna sandwiches at Roberts with a grin, Playing with bands, letting the music begin. [Verse 4] Meeting new friends with each passing night, Nashville's melody felt so right. From honky-tonk bars to moonlit guitar strums, Joe's found his rhythm, his beats and his hums. [Chorus] Goodbye California, hello Tennessee, Where the blues and the country set the heart free. From Dee’s Country Lounge to Roberts' neon signs, Joe's strumming his bass, leaving the past behind.