Nutbush City Limits Beth Hart & Joe Bonamassa
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(Verse)
I drive home straight now
A school outside house
On highway number 19
The people keep the city clean
(Chorus)
They call it Nutbush
Oh Nutbush
They call it Nutbush City Limit
(Nutbush City Limit)
(Verse)
Driving far past the speed limit
Not a sacramental light in it
You go to store on Friday
You go to church on Sunday
(Chorus)
They call it Nutbush
Oh Nutbush
They call it Nutbush City Limit
(Nutbush City Limit)
(Verse)
You go to feel on week days
And have a picnic on Labor Day
You go to town on Saturday
But go to church every Sunday
I drive home straight now
A school outside house
On highway number 19
The people keep the city clean
(Chorus)
They call it Nutbush
Oh Nutbush
They call it Nutbush City Limit
(Nutbush City Limit)
(Verse)
Driving far past the speed limit
Not a sacramental light in it
You go to store on Friday
You go to church on Sunday
(Chorus)
They call it Nutbush
Oh Nutbush
They call it Nutbush City Limit
(Nutbush City Limit)
(Verse)
You go to feel on week days
And have a picnic on Labor Day
You go to town on Saturday
But go to church every Sunday
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