
music city star
(hbsongs@lakelizardmusic)
she pulled out of mobile, before the fog left the bay
past the bars, the cars, and the oyster shells
piled up on the causeway
headin' east and makin' time
lookin' for that lonesome sign
tryin' just to make a getaway
she pulled out of mobile, before the fog had left the bay
she switched off to the north, through the red clay and the pines
lookin' for redemption
just lookin' for a sign
she pulled into montgomery, let that lonesome whistle blow
an old friend hopped aboard, still tryin' to make that show
she switched off to the north, through the red clay and the pines
she didn't slow down in birmingham, or when she hit the tennessee line
she needed all the steam she had,
just to make that climb
right up lacon mountain, through lynchburg pass
running from the night, like a devil from the past
she didn't slow down in birmingham, or when she hit the tennessee line
she hit her brakes in nashville, screaching like a tortured soul
found out that the tracks
they don't go to music row
like so many before her, she just wanted to taste fame
to be a music city star, and play the game
yeah, she hit her brakes in nashville, screaching like a tortured soul
now she's waiting tables, tending bar
takin' people back and forth....
hbsongs 948 overandout