Lyrics

Rollin' on through the trees About due to stretch my knees Just up around the bend Seven states of greasy spoons Eleven hours of Dylan tunes I cross the Cumberland No one here knows my name Where I'm from or why I came I'm the farthest damn thing from fame tonight These southern nights are warm and long And everything's a song I drove a thousand miles alone To Nashville And God it feels like home A sticky breeze blowin' through The crowds on Second Avenue And whiskey is in the air yeah Beers by the roundabout Pretty girls talkin' 'bout Who's playing, who's playing where Wide eyes and neon dreams Sly smiles and shady schemes Seems like everybody's out on the scene tonight These southern nights are warm and long And everything's a song I drove a thousand miles alone To Nashville And God it feels like home I find my feet on Music Row The suits are gone, the lights are low And I know I'll be up all night I see the towers where they keep the cash The alleys where they hide the trash And it's a song I've gotta write About what it is and what it's not How who you are beats what you got Damn, I like that line a lot I like that line a lot These southern nights are warm and long And everything's a song I drove a thousand miles alone, yeah To Nashville Oh to Nashville I drove to Nashville And God it feels like home yeah Feels like home yeah
Writer(s): Lari White, Michael John Mentzer Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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