Nutbush City Limits Lyrics - Live In Amsterdam - Joe Bonamassa

I drive home straight now 

A school outside house 

On highway number 19 

The people keep the city clean 

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They call it Nutbush 

Oh Nutbush 

They call it Nutbush City Limit 

(Nutbush City Limit) 

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Driving far past the speed limit 

Not a sacramental light in it 

You go to store on Friday 

You go to church on Sunday 

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They call it Nutbush 

Oh Nutbush 

They call it Nutbush City Limit 

(Nutbush City Limit) 

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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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They call it Nutbush 

Oh Nutbush 

They call it Nutbush City Limit 

(Nutbush City Limit) 

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No whiskey for sale 

You kick up no meal 

So go get molasses 

And so you get in jail 

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They call it Nutbush 

Oh Nutbush 

They call it Nutbush City Limit 

(Nutbush City Limit) 

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A little tow in Tennessee 

That's called... 

A quiet little old community 

A... a one horse town 

You have to watch 

What you're putting down 

In little old Nutbush 

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They call it Nutbush 

Oh Nutbush 

They call it Nutbush City Limit 

They call it Nutbush City Limit 

They call it Nutbush City Limit 

They call it Nutbush City Limit 

They call it Nutbush City Limit 

They call it Nutbush City Limit 

They call it Nutbush City Limit 

They call it Nutbush City Limit 

They call it Nutbush City Limit (they call it, they call it...) 

(Nutbush City Limit) 

Oh, Nutbush