Bobby Bare - Music City, U.S.A. lyrics

It all started in this little town Way down in Texas When I first heard old Johnny Cash Singing prison blues I picked my guitar like a fool And read them country magazines Keeping up to snuff on the Music City news One Sunday morning found me there On the streets of Nashville Humming out the chorus to my latest melody Well I whooped into old Tootsie's bar And told them local pickers I'd done come to capture Music City, U.S.A. Can't you hear the music ringing Can't you hear the singers singing Can't you hear somebody humming on my homemade melody The lost and found are searching here And some new face from everywhere Is come to capture Music City, U.S.A. One Sunday evening found me Lord In a corner booth at Limebaugh's Drinking black coffee and eating chili Like Marty Robbins and Earnest Tubb Set there tuning up my guitar Lord, I couldn't wait until Monday morning Figured if I couldn't make it then nobody could Well the years have come and gone I'm still here in Nashville Stumbling up and down 16th and 17th Avenue Bugging everybody here That I can get to stop and listen Trying hard to do all the things I told my mom and dad that I was going to do Can't you hear the music ringing...