Nutbush City Limits – Ike and Tina Turner
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Intro:
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[Verse 1]
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A church house gin house, a school house outhouse
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On highway number nineteen, the people keep the city clean.
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They call it Nutbush, Oh, Nutbush
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Call it Nutbush city limits
[Verse 2]
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Twentyfive was the speed limit, motorcycle not allowed in it
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You go to the store on Fridays, you go to church on Sundays
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They call it Nutbush (little old town), Oh, Nutbush
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They call it Nutbush city limits
[Verse 3]
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You go to field on week days, and have a picnic on Labor Day
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You go to town on Saturdays, but go to church ev'ry Sunday.
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They call it Nutbush, Oh, Nutbush
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Call it Nutbush city limits
[Instrumental]
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[Verse 3]
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No whiskey for sale, you can't cop no bail
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Saltpork and molasses, is all you get in jail
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They call it Nutbush, Oh, Nutbush
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They call it Nutbush city, Nutbush city limits.
[Outro]
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Little old town in Tennessee, that's called, quiet (little old community)
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A one-horse town, you have to watch, what you're puttin' down in old Nutbush.
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They call it Nutbush.
