Nashville Cats
Written by John Sebastian




Nashville cats, play clean as country water,
Nashville cats, play wild as mountain dew,
Nashville cats, been playin' since they's babies,
Nashville cats, get work before they're two...


Well, there's thirteen thousand and fifty two guitar pickers in Nashville,
And they can pick more notes than the number of ants on a Tennessee ant hill,
Yeah, there's thirteen thousand and fifty two guitar cases in Nashville,
And anyone that unpacks his guitar can play twice as better than I will.



Well, I was just thirteen, you might say I was a musical proverbial knee-high,
When I heard a couple new-soundin' tunes on the tubes and they blasted me sky-high,
And the record man said every one was a yellow Sun record from Nashville,
And up North here ain't nobody buys them, and I said "but I will"



Well, there's sixteen thousand, eight hundred and twenty one mothers from Nashville,
All their friends play music and they ain't uptight if one of the kids will,
Because it's custom made for any mother's son to be a guitar picker in Nashville,
And I sure am glad I had the chance to say a word about the music and the mothers in Nashville.


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