Nutbush City Limits

	  		
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A church house gin house, a school house outhouse 
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On highway number nineteen, the people keep the city clean. 
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They call it Nutbush, Oh, Nutbush 
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Call it Nutbush city limits 

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Twentyfive was the speed limit, motorcycle not allowed in it 
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You go to the store on Fridays, you go to church on Sundays 
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They call it Nutbush (little old town), Oh, Nutbush 
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They call it Nutbush city limits 

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You go to field on week days, and have a picnic on Labor Day 
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You go to town on Saturdays, but go to church ev'ry Sunday. 
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They call it Nutbush, Oh, Nutbush 
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Call it Nutbush city limits 

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No whiskey for sale, you can't cop no bail 
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Saltpork and molasses, is all you get in jail 
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They call it Nutbush, Oh, Nutbush 
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They call it Nutbush city, Nutbush city limits. 

Outro:
 
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Little old town in Tennessee, that's called, quiet (little old community) 
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A one-horse town, you have to watch, what you're puttin' down in old Nutbush. 
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They call it Nutbush.