Hey everybody, we're gonna do the nutbush city limits dance
I'm here with my friend, the Tree of Wisdom
Tree, how you doin'?
Hmm, how am I feelin'?
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Yeah, you stay with that
Everybody you know the dance
One, two, a one, two, three
A church house, gin house
A school house, outhouse (Rika-puty-fan-dan-doogly)
On Highway number nineteen
The people keep the city clean (Rika-puty-fan-dan-doogly)
They call it Nutbush
Oh, Nutbush
They call it Nutbush city limits (Rika-puty-fan-dan-doogly)
Nutbush city limits (Rika-puty-fan-dan-doogly)
Twenty-five was the speed limit
Motorcycle not allowed in it (Rika-puty-fan-dan-doogly)
You go to the store on Fridays
You go to church on Sundays (Rika-puty-fan-dan-doogly)
They call it Nutbush
Oh, Nutbush
They call it Nutbush city limits (Rika-puty-fan-dan-doogly)
Nutbush city limits (Rika-puty-fan-dan-doogly)
You go to the field on week days
And have a picnic on Labor Day (Rika-puty-fan-dan-doogly)
You go to town on Saturdays
But go to church ev'ry Sunday
They call it Nutbush
Oh, Nutbush
They call it Nutbush city limits (Rika-puty-fan-dan-doogly)
Nutbush city limits (Rika-puty-fan-dan-doogly)
[Instrumental Break]
No whiskey for sale
You get caught, no bail (Rika-puty-fan-dan-doogly)
Saltpork and molasses
Is all you get in jail (Rika-puty-fan-dan-doogly)
They call it Nutbush
Oh, Nutbush
They call it Nutbush city limits (Rika-puty-fan-dan-doogly)
Nutbush city limits (Rika-puty-fan-dan-doogly)
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Lyrics provided by LRCLIB