Lyrics:
Visiting Nashville
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Verse #1
got my
started playing old school
Johnny Cash while the crowd settled in
Packed in close while the barman
waits for his night to end
town of Nashville
As a kid I went to school hurt stood high on a tavern stool
A listenin' to the songs on the jukebox at the Trashmill
And that hurtin'
by the school
Lord get me out of West Nashville
Lord get me out of West Nashville
Lord get me out of West Nashville
Lord get me out of West
Well it's Christmastime in Nashville
And we're where we oughtta be
'Cause the holiday is just middling
If we're not in Middle Tennessee
It's a break
school
When I first saw her on TV
From black and white to Hollywood to
The Grand Ole Opry
Everyone I know
Knows her household name
Now that I've grown up
ass kicked in grade school
Ben moved to Nashville and became cool
(became cool)
He'll always be our grade school friend
Although he's known now
guitar bum whose name I never knew
Old School Nashville, Harlan Howard, Bob McDill
Tom T Hall go drink your fill and blow us all away
There was this
When you get back from Nashville darling then will you settle down
Hang up your guitar forget being a star when you get back from Nashville town
a grand ole Nashville tune, gonna put it on you
Like rain on the roof, like change in the juke
Three chords and the truth, like an old
I'ma love you like
Heard you go by “Nicky” down in Nashville
Ran into your old friend on the train
The one from school that always made you laugh till
It looked like
Sometimes I let myself dream
That I'm ready for the big scene
Though my guitar's still rusty and my hair's turning grey
I'll make it to Nashville
Ha ha hahaha y'all from Nashville
No, no, no i'm from the real Nashville
Ha ha hahaha
Native to Nashville, raised on the West Side
When Preston
a fight
It's way cool
Kids don't go to school
They do the Cyborg Hop
Don't forget to bring an oil can
And computer software for your prosthesis, man
believes in me
But I'm barely
Breathing
I'm stuck in school for now
Safe on the bachelor route
I hope I make them proud
They hope I won't drop out
Two more
the majority
I'm two steps ahead while they plotted it
Plans of a posthumous O'hene Savant by their operatives
Highly evolved software that manages
To perform
High school sweethearts, yeah you're my first love
We never fight, it's so easy, but we never fight
In the morning, bags outside
It always hurts when
town
Before I could even graduate
I had Nashville callin' out my name
While all the queen B's were gettin' pass/fail grades
So if I had to choose between
I ain't rich and I ain't famous
But there's folks out there that come to see the band.
At times it seems that Nashville won't claim us.
So we
something that a dude can't prove
I mean fam, I was damn near invisible at school
So I banged for a minute
Cause all my niggas was crippin'
Just me and my
Now he's coming out with something new
Alan owns a chain of Steamer Heavens
And Barry is the software king
And somebody told me in the early
I want is what I can’t have
I gotta focus on the bigger plan
Chicago Freestyle for the fans
You played me at your med school dance
You plugged me
Headed down to Memphis
Cuz Nashville too soft
cll them cowboys wanna be King
I got my eyes on the cross
Down south hustlin
Old school custom
If you
information
Software to clone, clone it off the streets how much?
Bass head dis down playa price boy a hundred piece (hundred piece)
Shit I don't figure that
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