Nashville Blues chords and lyrics - CORY MORROW

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[Intro 1]
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[G]Late one morn

[Verse 1]
[C]
ing I [D]just packed my things
[G]Burned all [Am]my bills and [D]I
hopped on a plane
[G]I told t[Am]he cops and t[C]he bankers
[D]goodbye
They said [G]"Don't let [Am]us catch you,
you [D]owe us your life"

[Verse 2]
Well [G]the plane was [C]headed
east and [D]so I [G]was
Bound for [Am]Ten nessee to
[D]outrun the[G] fuzz
They found [Am]me in a d[C]ay or tw[D]o
Now [G]I'm flat [Am]bus ted in [D]jail
fightin' the [C]Nashville Blues
[G]

[Verse 3]
[D]
[C]Chorus[G][C][G][D][G][C][D][C]
I [G]like George [C]Jones, [D]Willie and Waylon
[G]I think Kris and [C]Merle are
[D]songwriting saviors
[G]Townes Van Zan[Am]dt,
he [C]died to [D]soon
But now [G]he's up [D]there with [C]Hank
And they're [D]both fightin' the
[C]Nashville [G]Blues
[C][D]

[Verse 4]
[C]
Well [G]the [C]songwriting's left up to [D]old
[G]hil[C]lbillies
Hippies and rednecks and [D]girls
like [G]Miss Emmylou
I'm too [Am]young to have
[C]a point of v[D]iew
But I [G]just [D]want [G]to [C]be a part of [D]fightin'
the [C]Nashville [G]Blu[D]es[C][D]
Fightin' [C]the Nashville [G]Blues

[Verse 5]
[D]Chorus[C]
Fightin' the Nashville [D]Blues ain't fun no
[G]It takes it's toll upon your min[C]d
But all the great ones have [G]been there too
And they're [D]all fightin' the
[C]Nashville [G]Blu[D]es[G][C]
[D]Fightin' the Nas[C]hville Blu[G]es
[C][D]

[Verse 6]
Well I [G]moved back to [C]Austin
[D]to try to make a living
But [G]it ain't been so [Am]easy with
[D]those hill country women
And [G]i'm stuck in[Am]side
of [C]this [D]8x12 room
And my [G]throat's [Am]a scratchin'
from the ci[D]garettes and booze

[Verse 7]
And [G]my face in [C]wrinklin' and
[D]my mind's a strayin'
And [G]I get on my k[Am]nees
[D]and I get to prayin'
But [G]my hands are [Am]worn like
[C]the soles of my [D]shoes
And [G]the Lord only [Asus4]knows I'm[Am] just[D]
fightin' the [C]Nashville Blues
[G][D][G][C]

[Verse 8]
[D]
[C]Chorus[G][D][G][C][D][C]
I [G]like Johnny [C]Cash, [D]Willie and Waylon
[G]I think Chris and [C]Merle are
[D]songwriting saviors
[G]And old Keith [Am]Whitley [C]he
died to [D]soon
But now [G]he's up there with [C]Hank
And they're [D]both fightin' the
[C]Nashville [G]Blues
[C][D]

[Verse 9]
[C]
[G]Well the [C]songwriting's left up [D]to [G]old
[C]hillbillies
Hippies and rednecks and girls
[D]like Mis[G]s Emmylou
I'm [D]too [G]young [Am]to
have [C]a point of v[D]iew
But I [G]just want to [C]be a part of
[D]fightin' the Nas[C]hville Blu[G]es[C]
[D]Fightin' the Nas[C]hville
[G]Blues

[Outro 1]
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