Nashville - Noah Gundersen

Packed up my piano and a suitcase full of clothes

And I went looking for a better place to hide

Ride across the border in a broken down sedan

With a bottle and a rifle on my mind

On and on and on and on the miles stretch for hours

The radio keeps spitting out the tunes

Every other song is just another tired rhythm

Another tired lover’s tune

It’s a long, long way back to Nashville

Where I come from, where I been

It’s a long, long way back to Nashville

But I promise I will see you again

Through the ice and fog this morning the sun is coming up

I’m standing on the shores of the hudson bay

Over glass fired violet, silence, silence

Calling up the day

And every man is an island, an island

In his own special way

There’s a white ghost out on the water, the water

With one good song and nothing else to say

It’s a long, long way back to Nashville

Where I come from, where I been

It’s a long, long way back to Nashville

But I promise I will see you again

In heaven