Hank

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WHERE’S NASHVILLE [Verse 1] Brought a six-string and a secondhand Ford, A few old records, nothing more. Found a room forty minutes out— An hour when the sun goes down. On the road, heard Hank and Jones; Built this town out of those songs. First night in, I drove downtown, Watched the steel guitars get drowned. [Chorus] Where’s Nashville? Where’s a woman looking for something real, Who wants to hear a cowboy sing? Where’s a man who means the words And stays when morning comes? Where’s a slow two-step and a long way home, A little dark beyond the strip? City lights keep reaching for the country— How much country’s left? [Verse 2] She had her heels hooked on a chair, An empty stool beside her there. I hung my coat across its back; We talked till they were stacking glass. Walked her out, held back the door, She said, “They don’t do that much anymore.” Sunday, with her song half-written, Her number quit before the ringing. [Verse 3] Friday, by that same front door, A girl stood waiting in a storm. Her man was laughing with his friends; She pulled her sleeves across her hands. He wore his buckle big and bright, Left her walking half a step behind. Inside, they played a wedding song; He raised his glass and sang along. [Chorus] Where’s Nashville? Where’s a woman looking for something real, Who wants to hear a cowboy sing? Where’s a man who means the words And stays when morning comes? Where’s a slow two-step and a long way home, A little dark beyond the strip? City lights keep reaching for the country— How much country’s left? [Bridge] Drove past the turnoff to my room, Let an old song carry me through. Each hill would hide that glow awhile; It caught me on the other side. Passed a porch with one light burning, Two gray heads behind the screen. His hand at her waist, the radio low— I eased off and let ’em dance. [Final Chorus] Where’s Nashville? Where’s a woman looking for something real, Who wants to hear a cowboy sing? Where’s a man who means the words And stays when morning comes? Where’s a slow two-step and a long way home, A little dark beyond the strip? City lights keep reaching for the country— How much country’s left? [Outro] Found a room forty minutes out. Still see the glow when the sun goes down. Where’s Nashville?