Bài hát Nutbush City Limits Báo Lỗi

Church-house, gin-house

School-house, out-house

On highway number nineteen

The people keep the city clean


They call it Nutbush

Oh, Nutbush

Call it Nutbush city limits


Twenty-five was the speed limit

A motorcycle not allowed in it

You go to school on Fridays

To go to church on Sundays


They call it Nutbush

Oh, lovely town

Oh, Nutbush

Call it Nutbush city limits


You're gonna feel on weekdays

And have a picnic on Labour Day

You go to town on Saturdays

But go to church every Sunday


They call it Nutbush

Oh, Nutbush

Call it Nutbush city limits


There's no whiskey for sale

You get caught no bail

Soft port and molasses

Is all you get in jail


They call it Nutbush

Oh Nutbush

Yeah, they call it Nutbush city

Nutbush city limits


Little old town in Tennessee

That's called a quiet little old community

A one-horse town

You have to watch what you're putting down


Oh Nutbush

They call it Nutbush...