Nashville bound (hell-bent and Nashville bound) Hell-bent and Nashville bound (hell-bent and Nashville bound) Hell-bent and Nashville bound (hell-bent and Nashville bound) Hell-bent and Nashville bound (hell-bent and Nashville
music capital Of the world! And honestly, Honey, That is why There are no napkins in Nashville; The songwriters grab every one. There'll be no napkins in Nashville
he said, "When you get to Nashville, I'll make you a star." Chorus: But I never got to Nashville, he didn't make me a star. No, I never got to nashville
makin' memories rhyme. Out in the falling snow he'd sing his song To a world too cold to listen and too white to sing along. Just a nashville casualty
Atta way to go, you finally broke it off Atta way to go, we can't even talk or cry Or even wonder why that a way to go Didn't you believe me when I loved
When I gave you my heart and it was not what you wanted Now the walls say your name and the pictures are haunted Does my ring burn your finger? Did my
We're gonna hold on We're gonna hold on We're gonna hold on to each other Life can be rough, sometimes it's kind A real good life is hard to find But
When I was young I was told Try to be just as good as gold Fly right child walk that line Keep it straight and you?ll be just fine Well, they didn?t
I'll just keep on falling in love Till I get it right Right now I'm like a wounded bird Hungry for the sky But if I find my wings and try hard enough
If you love somebody enough you'll follow wherever they go That's how I got to Memphis, that's how I got to Memphis If you love somebody enough you'll
I've been riding high, but i don't know why everybody wants to send me down to the valley of tears.It's a sunny day and i'm on my way but everybody wants
They say love is more precious than gold It can?t be bought, and it can?t be sold I got love? love to spare That makes me, a millionaire I got a woman
I've got to be believin' We still can make it so here's where I'm leavin' Route 65 to Nashville... Route 65 to Nashville Route 65 to Nashville Route 65 to Nashville
But it just looks so cold there from the bottom Another part of another ritual Standing in the kitchen, arms are braced against the counter Swallowing
be Nashville every night He said, "We are what we lack" And this guy's the autodidact Stares into the glare of them TV lights It can't be Nashville
ll sell a million records Oh, that must mean you're good Move on over, Ernest Tubb Nashville's gone Hollywood Yeah, move on over, Ernest Tubb Nashville
was barely breathing, I was crawling home Well it's not quite London or the south of France Or an Asian island or a second chance Going back to Nashville
The old Nashville cowboy was burdened with time He was bent by his years and the fight with the wine With a head full of music and an old nursery rhyme