Can't believe this wasn't up, I'll do the bass if anyone wants Am A church house gin house A school house outhouse On highway number nineteen Where people keep the city clean. Am C They call it Nutbush G Oh, Nutbush Am Call it Nutbush city limits. Twentyfive was the speed limit Motorcycles not allowed in it You go to the store on Fridays You go to church on Sundays They call it Nutbush (little old town) Oh, Nutbush Call it Nutbush city limits. You go to fields on week days And have a picnic on Labor Day You go to town on Saturdays But go to church ev'ry Sunday. They call it Nutbush Oh, Nutbush Call it Nutbush city limits. Instrumental No whiskey for sale You can't cop no bail Saltpork and molasses Is all you get in jail. They call it Nutbush Oh, Nutbush Call it Nutbush city limits. Little old town in Tennessee That's called quiet( little old community) A one-horse town You have to watch What you're puttin' down in old Nutbush. They call it Nutbush.