Nutbush City Limits - Live in Barcelona 1990; 2021 Remaster

The next one is an old one
It's called "Nutbush"

For the church house, gin house
School house, outhouse
On Highway Number 19
The people keep the city clean

They call it Nutbush (singing, yeah)
Oh, Nutbush

Call it Nutbush city limits
A Nutbush City
25 was the speed limit
An' motorcycle not allowed in it
You go to store on Fridays, and go to church on Sunday

A Nutbush (singing, yeah)
A Nutbush
A Nutbush city limits
A Nutbush city

Go to field on week days and have a picnic on Labor Day
You go to town on Saturdays, a church on Sunday
A Nutbush (singing, yeah)
A Nutbush
A Nutbush City limits
A Nutbush City (bring it down)

No whiskey for sale
You get caught, no bail
Saltpork and molasses is all you get in jail
Ay (singing, yeah)
Ay

Nutbush City limit
Nutbush City

Lil' old town in Tennessee (well, well)
Quiet, lil' old community
A one-horse town, you got watch
What you're puttin' down

Nutbush the old town (let's go, let's go)
Nutbush the old town (let's go, let's go)
Nutbush the old town (let's go, let's go)

Ooh, talkin' 'bout Nutbush (the old town)
Ay, ay, Nutbush (the old town)
Talkin' 'bout Nutbush (the old town)
Ooh, Nutbush (the old town)

They call it Nutbush (the old town)
Hey, Nutbush (the old town)
Hey, Nutbush (the old town)
Darlin', darlin', darlin', c'mon! (The old town)

Whoa, they call it Nutbush (the old town)
Oh, they call it Nutbush (the old town)
Oh, I say Nutbush (the old town)
Talkin' 'bout Nutbush, ah-ooh

They call it Nutbush (the old town)
I say Nutbush
T-t-t-t-t-t Nutbush, the old town, yeah
Woo, woo



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Writer(s): Tina Turner
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