Lyrics:
and Nitty Gritty Dirt Band, rocking til the sun came up
I was maybe sixteen going on twenty-three, had already kicked a few bad habits
But there was one drug
pretty
Your violins keep movin' to the nitty gritty
When you hear the scratch of the guitars scratchin'
Then you'll know that rhythm carries all
tonks and whiskey Lord they'll do it every time
The day she found another I almost lost my mind
And my million dollar memories are down to my last dime
like a dog chasin it's tail
And by the time I turned of legal age I'd probably be in jail
In school my teachers thought I was just a foul mouthed
lucky
'Cause I've spent a million thinkin' of the things we've done
And I've learned how to cry and go on livin'
And to sort out my memories one by one
I
and lime
Gives me a good ole yank
A dirty ball cap
Or your 3rd buck tag
Something that hits just right
If you're in a nitty gritty
Or a big city
Grab
is eatin, I'm splittin' the pies
Frank Nitty your rap, how gritty am I? The city is mine
Yeah, you get in my way I pity your moms
Yeah, my block is
you
And I won't pull through
Without you by my side
I'd give my all to have
Just one more night with you
I'd risk my life to feel
Your body next
little fun
Sing a little Nitty Gritty
On the karaoke mic
Forget all the words let the crowd sing them right
Gonna cut up the rug kick some dust up
With
Your bottom lips keep moving to the nitty gritty
But when you hear the scratch of the guitars scratching
Then you know that rhythm carries all
the back roads
By the rivers of my memory
That keeps you ever gentle on my mind
It's not clinging to the rocks and I'd be planted
On their columns now
Now all that's left for me
Is just the memory of all
Those happy days gone by
Now we're down to our last goodbye
What can I tell her
That I
alright
With her broken heart, her spirit is contrite
*(My rhythm kinda sucks on this last line)
Hook
All my gritty girls out there stand up 4X’s
Chorus
[Otis (& then Melvin - spoken)]
By and by, you knew that you make me cry. (By and by, knew you'd make me cry)
And my love for you will never die.
her, whatever for?
Hey, look, I knew it, she's not the type to hang around
Some day she was bound to go
With that fact in mind, my tears were never
5 ou0027clock treat
Well here we go itu0027s time
And I got a little something in mind
So throw the cooler in the back
Got my koozie off the dash
will play
Without hope my body starts to fail
Memories fade but the scars still linger
Goodbye my friend
Will I ever love again
Memories fade but
Blow horns you sure sound pretty
Your violins keep movin' to the nitty gritty
When you hear the scratch of the guitars scratchin'
Then you'll know
(uh huh)
And went up by the enemy, leave them a memory
Just like Kennedy, from state-to-state, city-to-city
There where the grimy and gritty
a cure to what he did not understand,
Hittin the nitty-gritty of this inner struggle
Tryna keep it witty in a world thats too damn dull,
But theres still
The market place and find
That you're moving on the backroads
By the rivers of my memory
And for hours you're just gentle on my mind
Though the wheat fields
on people now
I like the sound of funky music
My mind is singing
Everybody sing it sing it
I like it
'Cause funky music sho nuff turn me
as long?
What would your memories do
If someday they found the door to my mind
Had been locked from inside by my heart
What would they do if they couldn't
lights, nitty gritty, and we won't stop
Voices in your head screaming you should let go
Come on Babe
Won't you join the Freakshow
(Verse 2)
Feel the heat
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