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Nutbush City Limits Lyrics


Melinda Doolittle Nutbush City Limits


A church house gin house.
A school house outhouse.
On highway number nineteen.
The people keep the city clean.
They call it nutbush, oh nutbush.
They call it nutbush city limits.
I said nutbush city.

Twenty-five for speed limit.
Motorcicle not allowed in it.
You go to store on Friday.
You go to church on Sunday.
They call it nutbush, oh nutbush.
They call it nutbush city limits.
Oh I said nutbush city.

You go to the fields on weekdays.
And have a picnic on labor day.
You go to town on Saturday.
And go to church all Sunday.
They call it nutbush, oh nutbush.
They call it nutbush city limits.
They call it nutbush city.
They call it nutbush.
One more time.
They call it nutbush.
One more time.
Nutbush city limits.



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