Nashville, Tennessee

It wasn't easy leaving Memphis
But I needed me a gig
And I had this crazy beautiful feeling, man
I was on the edge of something big

So I took the Interstate to Nashville
And I made my noble stand
Working off some old karma
With the Stacy Mitchhart Band

I'm a Music City blow-in
'Cause this is where I need to be
I'm one part psychedelic gypsy
Three parts blue-eyed refugee

I've come a long way from Graceland
And you can quote me free
My soul is in Memphis
But my ass is in Nashville, Tennessee

Well, I sat in with some cats
And pretty soon word snuck around
That the dude they know as Goldilocks
Has the wildest organ in town

I'm still dressing out of Lansky's
So if you see me, man, don't shoot
I'm just prowling on down Music Row
In my Willie Mitchell suit, hey

I'm a Music City blow-in
'Cause this is where I need to be
I'm one part psychedelic gypsy
Three parts blue-eyed refugee

I've come a long way from Graceland
And you can quote me free
My soul is in Memphis
But my ass is in Nashville, Tennessee

Tell 'em how it feels, Brother Paul

Well, I wake up every mornin'
With words of praise upon my lips
Praise for the pioneers and outlaws
That made this city hip

Praise for the men that made Nashville Nashville
And the women behind the men
Who put the funk back into country
And made Nashville great again, hey

I'm a Music City blow-in
'Cause this is where I want to be
I'm one part psychedelic gypsy
Three parts blue-eyed refugee (hey)

I'm a long way from Graceland
And you can quote me free
My soul is in Memphis
But my ass is in Nashville, Tennessee

My soul is in Memphis
But my ass is in Nashville, Tennessee
My soul is in Memphis
But my ass is in Nashville, Tennessee

Nashville, Tennessee



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Scott, Paul Brown
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