Nashville

Nashville - David Houston

In the year of forty three mama finished feedin' me

And quickly rushed off to her job at woorden's backmill

But at fourth on monroe's street

A faillin' hearts stopped at willin' feet

And mama gave up the breath of life in the town of nashville

Daddy was in the county jail

So my older sister nell

Took a job at a tavern that some folks called the trashmill

And go the welfare agency offered help she smiled at me

I'm say thanks but we'll get by the town of nashville

As a kid I went to school

Hurt stood high on a tavern stool

A listenin' to the songs on the jukebox at the trashmill

And that hurtin' in them

Sad old songs settled down in a poor boy's bones

And I vowed

I'll someday sing and play in nashville

Yes my older sister nell like a true blue southern bell

Bought me a second handed guitar from the nashville goodwill

Heaven would smile

And bells would ring

When I touched those shiny strings

And I was the richest poor boy in the town of nashville

There's a chill down in my bones

Yes it's my time to go on

And I'm know the good lord knows just how I feel

So they're callin' me a star

I can't forget about my first guitar

And the woman who helped me

Making it big in the town of nashville

Yes my older sister nell like a true blue southern bell

Bought me a second handed guitar from the nashville goodwill

Heaven would smile

And bells would ring

When I touched those shiny strings

And I am the richest poor boy in the town of nashville

And I am the richest poor boy in the town of nashville