Moon Over Nashville

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You got this town on lockdown
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 You hung your name on everything
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Every street, every corner, every mile
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And everywhere I turn
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Every memory burns  like wildfire, like wildfi----re

[Chorus]
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 And if that moon's out over Nashville
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 Well I've been looking for a getaway
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 And if it's true that whiskey washes blues away
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 Then tonight I'll make my great escape
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 Tell the cowboys I'm on my way

[Verse 2]
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You piled your promises sky high
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 And now they're falling down around me
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Like snow, like hail, like rain
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I'm drowning in your lies
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Praying for a turn of the t-ide
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Wishing I could fly, that I could fly away

[Chorus]
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And if that moon's out over Nashville
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  Well I've been looking for a getaway
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  And if it's true that whiskey washes blues away
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  Then tonight I'll make my great escape
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  Tell the cowboys I'm on my way


[Bridge]
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Opportunity never laid a knock on my door
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And all that I had, I've had to battle for
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They say that life is paved by whatever road you choose
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So what have I got to lose?

[Interlude]
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[Chorus]
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I think I'll head on down to Nashville
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 See I've been looking for a getawa-y
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And if it's true that whiskey can wash these blues away
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Then tonight I'll make my great escape
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Tell the cowboys I'm on my way

[Otro]
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 I think tonight I'll make my great escape
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 Tell the cowboys I'm on my way