Tina Turner - Nutbush City Limits song lyrics |35 visits|
Autor: Tina Turner
Album: All The Best
Song title: Nutbush City Limits
(Tina Turner)
A church house gin house
A school house outhouse
On highway number nineteen
The people keep the city clean
They call it Nutbush, oh Nutbush
They call it Nutbush city limits
Twenty-five for speed limit
Motorcycle not allowed in it
You go to store on Friday
You go to church on Sunday
They call it Nutbush, oh Nutbush
They call it Nutbush city limits
You go to the fields on weekdays
And have a picnic on Labor Day
You go to town on Saturday
And go to church every Sunday
They call it Nutbush, oh Nutbush
They call it Nutbush city limits
No whiskey for sale
If you get drunk no bail
Salt pork and molasses
Is all you get in jail
They call it Nutbush, oh Nutbush
They call it Nutbush city limits
A little old town in Tennessee
A quiet little old community
A one-horse town
You have to watch what you're putting down
In old Nutbush, oh Nutbush
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Album: All The Best
Song title: Nutbush City Limits
(Tina Turner)
A church house gin house
A school house outhouse
On highway number nineteen
The people keep the city clean
They call it Nutbush, oh Nutbush
They call it Nutbush city limits
Twenty-five for speed limit
Motorcycle not allowed in it
You go to store on Friday
You go to church on Sunday
They call it Nutbush, oh Nutbush
They call it Nutbush city limits
You go to the fields on weekdays
And have a picnic on Labor Day
You go to town on Saturday
And go to church every Sunday
They call it Nutbush, oh Nutbush
They call it Nutbush city limits
No whiskey for sale
If you get drunk no bail
Salt pork and molasses
Is all you get in jail
They call it Nutbush, oh Nutbush
They call it Nutbush city limits
A little old town in Tennessee
A quiet little old community
A one-horse town
You have to watch what you're putting down
In old Nutbush, oh Nutbush
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Addicted To Love
Better Be Good To Me
Complicated Disaster
Cose Della Vita
Goldeneye
Great Spirits
I Can't Stand The Rain
I Don't Wanna Fight
I Don't Wanna Lose You
In Your Wildest Dreams
It's Only Love
Let's Stay Together
Missing You
Nutbush City Limits
On Silent Wings
Open Arms
Paradise Is Here
Private Dancer
Proud Mary
River Deep, Mountain High
Something Beautiful Remains
Something Special
Steamy Windows
The Best
Tonight
Two People
Typical Male
We Don't Need Another Hero (Thunderdome)
What's Love Got To Do With It
What You Get Is What You See
Whatever You Need
When The Heartache Is Over
Why Must We Wait Until Tonight?
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