Nashville Lyrics - Stonewall Jackson

In the year of forty three mama finished feedin' me 

And quickly rushed off to her job at Woorden's Backmill 

But at fourth on Monroe's street a faillin' hearts stopped at willin' feet 

And mama gave up the breath of life in the town of Nashville 

Daddy was in the county jail so my older sister Nell 

Took a job at a tavern that some folks called the Trashmill 

And when the welfare agency offered help and smiled at me 

No thanks but we'll get by in this town of Nashville 

As a kid I went to school hurt stood high on a tavern stool 

A listenin' to the songs on the jukebox at the Trashmill 

And that hurtin' in them sad old songs settled deep in a poor boy's bones 

And I vowed I'll someday pick and sing in Nashville 

So my older sister Nell like a true blue southern bell 

Bought me a second handed guitar from the Nashville goodwill 

Heaven would smile and bells would ring when I touched those shiny strings 

And I was the richest poor boy in the town of Nashville 

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There's a chill down in my bones yes it's my time to go on 

And I'm sure the good Lord knows the way I feel 

So they're callin' me a star I can't forget about that first guitar 

And a lady who helped me to make it big in this town of Nashville