Nutbush City Limits

Bob Seger & the Silver Bullet BandBuy this song

A church house, gin house 
A school house, outhouse 
On highway number nineteen 
The people keep the city clean 
They call it Nutbush, oh Nutbush 
They call it Nutbush city limits  Nutbush city
 
Twenty-five was the speed limit
 Motorcycle not allowed in it
You go t'the store on Friday 
You go to church on Sundays 
They call it Nutbush, oh Nutbush 
Said they call it Nutbush city limits  Nutbush city
 
You go to the fields on week days
And have a picnic on Labor Day
You go to town on Saturday 
But go to church every Sunday 
They call it Nutbush, Nutbush 
They call it Nutbush city limits  Nutbush city
 
No whiskey for sale
You get drunk, no bail
Salt pork and molasses 
Is all you get in jail
They call it Nutbush, oh, Nutbush 
They call it Nutbush city limits  Nutbush city
 
A lil old town on the Tennessee  Quiet little old community, one-horse town
You got to watch what they're puttin' down
Old Nutbush. They call it Nutbush 
They call it Nutbush 
Oh, Nutbush. They call it Nutbush

Written by: ISAAC HAYES, DAVID PORTER

Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group

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