Nutbush City Limits

I drive home straight now

A school outside house

On highway number 19

The people keep the city clean

They call it Nutbush

Oh Nutbush

They call it Nutbush City Limit

(Nutbush City Limit)

Driving far past the speed limit

Not a sacramental light in it

You go to store on Friday

You go to church on Sunday

They call it Nutbush

Oh Nutbush

They call it Nutbush City Limit

(Nutbush City Limit)

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

They call it Nutbush

Oh Nutbush

They call it Nutbush City Limit

(Nutbush City Limit)

No whiskey for sale

You kick up no meal

So go get molasses

And so you get in jail

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

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