Singles

  

Nashville Blues

Written by: Martin Zellar
They Even Use the Hooves... (odds & ends 1991-2003)
Nashville Blues (unreleased demo)

Lyrics


The day I left home my mama cried
I told her I got talent that can’t be denied
Quit my job, packed up the car
Headed to Nashville to become an Opry star

It’s been my dream from a tender age
To sing my songs from the Opry stage
In a ten gallon hat and two-toned boots
A J-200 and a three-piece rhinestone suit

Oh Lord, What’ll I do?
Headed to Nashville with the I-wanna-be-a-star blues

I pulled into town and I hit the street
Looking for a rich record mogul to meet
Hand me a check and a big contract
Cut a hit record and never look back

Oh Lord, what’ll I do?
Standing in Nashville with I-wanna-be-a-star blues

Lord all mighty this town can be cold
Sleeping in the back seat is sure getting old
Headin’ back home sure sounds sweet
Home cooked meals and clean white sheets

I’ve been here a month and still no luck
I took me a job, I’m driving a truck
It was good enough for Elvis, hell, it’s good enough for me
Spending my paychecks down at The Opry

Oh Lord, what’ll I do?
Stuck here in Nashville with the I-wanna-be-a-star blues…
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