Nutbush City Limits

[Verse 1]

A church house gin house

A school house outhouse

On highway number nineteen

The people keep the city clean

[Refrain]

They call it Nutbush

Oh, Nutbush

Call it Nutbush city limits

[Verse 2]

Twenty-five was the speed limit

Motorcycle not allowed in it

You go to the store on Fridays

You go to church on Sundays

[Refrain]

They call it Nutbush, a little old town

Oh, Nutbush

They call it Nutbush city limit

[Verse 3]

You go to the fields on weekdays

And have a picnic on Labor Day

You go to town on Saturdays

But go to church every Sunday

[Refrain]

They call it Nutbush

Oh, Nutbush

They call it Nutbush city limits

[Instrumental Bridge]

[Verse 4]

No whiskey for sale

You get caught, no bail

Salt pork and molasses

Is all you get in jail

[Refrain]

They call it Nutbush

Oh, Nutbush

Well, they call it Nutbush city

Nutbush city limits

[Outro]

Little old town in Tennessee that's called

Quiet little old community

A one-horse town

You have to watch

What you're puttin' down

In old Nutbush

They call it Nutbush