Nutbush City Limits

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I drive home straight now
 A school outside house
 On highway number 19
 The people keep the city clean
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 They call it Nutbush
 Oh Nutbush
 They call it Nutbush City Limit
 (Nutbush City Limit)
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 Driving far past the speed limit
 Not a sacramental light in it
 You go to store on Friday
 You go to church on Sunday
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 They call it Nutbush
 Oh Nutbush
 They call it Nutbush City Limit
 (Nutbush City Limit)
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 You go to feel on week days
 And have a picnic on Labor Day
 You go to town on Saturday
 But go to church every Sunday
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 They call it Nutbush
 Oh Nutbush
 They call it Nutbush City Limit
 (Nutbush City Limit)
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 No whiskey for sale
 You kick up no meal
 So go get molasses
 And so you get in jail
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 They call it Nutbush
 Oh Nutbush
 They call it Nutbush City Limit
 (Nutbush City Limit)
 ()
 A little tow in Tennessee
 That's called...
 A quiet little old community
 A... a one horse town
 You have to watch
 What you're putting down
 In little old Nutbush
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 They call it Nutbush
 Oh Nutbush
 They call it Nutbush City Limit
 They call it Nutbush City Limit
 They call it Nutbush City Limit
 They call it Nutbush City Limit
 They call it Nutbush City Limit
 They call it Nutbush City Limit
 They call it Nutbush City Limit
 They call it Nutbush City Limit
 They call it Nutbush City Limit (they call it, they call it...)
 (Nutbush City Limit)
 Oh, Nutbush
 

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Duration
03:36
Key
7
Tempo
152 BPM

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