(Buck Owens - Bob Morris)
from Nashville, darling
Then will you settle down
Hang up your guitar, forget being a star
When you get back from Nashville town.
Tammy is eight, she'll be in with her dreams
And Billy's just startin' to school
We tag along while you sing your songs
Because we believe so in you.
Fortune and fame has been your first name
But maybe God never meant it to be
So darling, come home and sing us your songs
'Cause you'll always be famous with me.
When you get back from Nashville, darling
Then will you settle down
Hang up your guitar, forget being a star
When you get back from Nashville town.
When you get back from Nashville town...