Punch Andrews - Nutbush City Limits lyrics

There's a church house, gin house School house, outhouse On US 19 Hey, the people keep the city clean They call it Nutbush Ah, Nutbush Nutbush city Nutbush city limits 25 is the speed limit Motorcycles not allowed in Go to town on Saturday Go to church every Sunday Up in Up in Nutbush city Nutbush city limits No whiskey for sale Can't find a female Salt pork and mola**es All you gonna get if you end in jail In In Nutbush city Nutbush city limits Say it again! Little old town, oh, down in Tennessee: A quiet little ol' community A real quiet, real southern community Nothing much ever happens in Nutbush You can hear the corn grow You got to watch out for the police You're driving through Nutbush You better watch out for the police If you're driving through Nutbush You got to watch out for the police Eye for the police Keep an eye for the police Keep an eye for the police Eye for the police! Oh! Nutbush city limits! Nutbush city limits! Nutbush city limits! Stay alive!