Nutbush City Limits(Live) - Tina Turner

作词：Tina Turner

A church house

Gin house

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 was the speed limit

Motorcycle not allowed in it

You go to store on Fridays

You go to church on Sundays

They call it Nutbush

Oh Nutbush

They call it Nutbush city limits

You go to field on weekdays

And have a picnic on Labor Day

And go to town on Saturdays

And go to church on Sundays

They call it Nutbush

Oh Nutbush

They call it Nutbush city limits

No whiskey for sale

You get drunk

No bail

Salt pork and molasses

Is all you get in jail

They call it Nutbush

Oh Nutbush

A city called Nutbush city limits

A little old town in Tennessee

Quiet little community

One horse town

You have to watch what they're putting down

in old Nutbush

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