Everybody's Got A Song - Andrew Peterson

Oh, I love this city, everybody’s got a song

It’s like a secret we will always meant to share

From the church on every corner to the Broadway honky tonks

We’ve got a million songs that mingle in the air

And, oh, I love this city

Well, the bus rolled in in Nashville, it parked on holy ground

Beside the red brick of the Mother church of country

For a hundred years the heart would hear, it’s been socking up the sound

In other states it feels a secret as a Sunday

And, oh, I love this city

Everybody’s got a song

Everybody’s got a song

And, oh, it sounds so pretty

When everybody sings along

We’ve been gone a couple of weeks now and I’ve playing for the crowd

Sometimes they’re looking back as if they knowing well

But tonight I know my family and my friends are in the house

And I just need the story only you can tell

And, oh, I love this city

Everybody’s got a song

Everybody’s got a song

And, oh, it sounds so pretty

When everybody sings along

But here’s a dark night in the skyline, we’ve got cattle in the field

And we’ve got …, puppet shows and poets

And when the river is in flood with all the sorrow that you feel

Well, we’ve got just the song you need and I think you know it

It’s a song that came before us, it’s gonna be here when we’re gone

Sometimes I think I hear it drifting on the wind

And it tells me there is a city where the band plays on and on

And every soul is gonna sing the last 'Amen'

And, oh, I love that city

Everybody’s got a song

Everybody’s got a song

And, oh, it sounds so pretty

When everybody sings along