I was drivin' in my pick-up truck an' I was listening to the radio,
they were playin' my favourite country songs
from a couple of years ago,
an' it made me start to think about the girl I left behind,
so I turned that pick-up truck around
an' put my foot down double time.
Now I'm gonna take a short cut to Nashville an' make a B-line for her heart.
I'm gonna take a short cut to Nashville, before this pick-up falls apart.
I'm gonna take a short cut to Nashville, that's where I wanna be.
I'm gonna take a short cut to Nashville, Nashville Tennessee.
She was slim an' she was pretty an' she loved me like a king.
She would do anythin' I asked,
all I had to do was sing.
She could bake the meanest apple pie
a man could hope to taste,
but I left her for a country band
man what a hell of a waste.
Now I'm gonna take a short cut to Nashville an' make a B-line for her heart.
I'm gonna take a short cut to Nashville, before this pick-up falls apart.
I'm gonna take a short cut to Nashville, that's where I wanna be.
I'm gonna take a short cut to Nashville, Nashville Tennessee.
Solo:
I asked her would she marry me,
she said "sure thing" straight away,
but I took to fright, an' I made my flight
on the morning of our wedding day.
Now I'm gonna take a short cut to Nashville an' make a B-line for her heart.
I'm gonna take a short cut to Nashville, before this pick-up falls apart.
I'm gonna take a short cut to Nashville, that's where I wanna be.
I'm gonna take a short cut to Nashville, Nashville Tennessee.
©Bob Chambers/bobsongsmusic