Frank Turner - Nashville Tennessee lyrics
[Frank Turner - Nashville Tennessee lyrics]
From the heart of the Southern Downs
To the North-East London reservoirs
From the start, the land scaped my sound
Before I'd ever been to America
And if I knew anybody who
Played pedal steel guitar
I'd get them in my band and then
My band would get real far
But, I was raised in middle
England, and not in Nashville, tennessee
And the only person in my band is me
A simple scale on an old guitar
And a punk rock sense of honesty
I cannot fail, i've got this far with no
Knowledge of midwest geography
And if I knew anywhere where I
Could drive in a straight line
For hours in the desert
I'd drive for hours at a time
But, I was raised in middle
England, not in Nashville, tennessee
And the only person in this car is me
And yes I'm in four-four time
And yes I use cheap cheap rhymes
But, I try to make a sound my own
I know I don't break new ground
Many have travelled this sound
But, I try to make it sound like home
Well I've been to Texas state
I didn't think it was that fucking great
And Nebraska is just a bunch of songs
Holloway and Hampshire where I belong
And I don't know anybody who
Plays pedal steel guitar
All the city roads are twisted and
I do not own a car i was raised in middle
England, not in Nashville, tennessee
And the only thing I'm offering is me
To the North-East London reservoirs
From the start, the land scaped my sound
Before I'd ever been to America
And if I knew anybody who
Played pedal steel guitar
I'd get them in my band and then
My band would get real far
But, I was raised in middle
England, and not in Nashville, tennessee
And the only person in my band is me
A simple scale on an old guitar
And a punk rock sense of honesty
I cannot fail, i've got this far with no
Knowledge of midwest geography
And if I knew anywhere where I
Could drive in a straight line
For hours in the desert
I'd drive for hours at a time
But, I was raised in middle
England, not in Nashville, tennessee
And the only person in this car is me
And yes I'm in four-four time
And yes I use cheap cheap rhymes
But, I try to make a sound my own
I know I don't break new ground
Many have travelled this sound
But, I try to make it sound like home
Well I've been to Texas state
I didn't think it was that fucking great
And Nebraska is just a bunch of songs
Holloway and Hampshire where I belong
And I don't know anybody who
Plays pedal steel guitar
All the city roads are twisted and
I do not own a car i was raised in middle
England, not in Nashville, tennessee
And the only thing I'm offering is me