| Bit it came a town and a cadillac to lot
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| With a song and he was born to sing
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| But is now we got a closer to the backstage of the opry
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| In a little writley part way burger king
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| Johny is the jealous of real blue collar board
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| Is written songs whatever star and tell
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| And no ones after listen no ones but ever low
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| Ten years a past and he still hanging out
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| Nashville tears keep wedding up inside
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| It come down like falling rain across the years
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| That don’t come her the river so deep at so wide
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| Is nothing more nothing less a Nashville tears
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| If we lost her bill before she sign the papers
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| Now she dids in the house six more is tour
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| Theres he only songs she sing is to the lord in sightment
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| And a lonely little room with cover walls
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| Here was it the superstar when he was young the best
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| The now hes out the side it out the line
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| Hes got a one way ticket if it wont be it the brance
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| It headin down the comber head tonight
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| That don’t come her the river so deep at so wide
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| Is nothing more nothing less a Nashville tears |