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Well, AI came down to Nashville in 199A73 'Cause Dmy friend Jim said Nashville had Amoney growin' right on the trees So EI thought I'd go pick some, and I Adon't mean musically.F9 E9
Now Ait's 4 years later, and I'm wonderin' where I went wrA7ong DShook a lotta hands, ate a lotta lunch, Awrote a lotta dumbass songs But I Ecouldn't get a break in Nashville, if I Atried my whole life longF9 E9
So, Afuck this town...fuck this townA7 DFuck it end-to-end,D9 fuAck it up and down ECan't get noticed -- can't get found -- C6can't get a cut, so BFuck tB6his tAown.
Hey, this ain't country-western! It's just soft-rock feminist crap! And I thought they'd struck bottom back back in the days of Ronnie Milsap Now they can't stop the flood of assholes: there ain't a big enough ASCAP. Sure, I like old Tim Carroll, and BR5-49 But Nashville don't need that noise, no, Nashville'll do just fine As long as there's a moron market And a faggot in a hat to sign.
FucAk this town! Fuck this town! E C B B6 A G# A7(B5) Fuck...this...town.