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Paroles de Nutbush City Limits

Paroles de la chanson Nutbush City Limits par Tina Turner lyrics officiel

Nutbush City Limits est une chanson en Anglais

Nutbush City Limits
A church house, gin house. A school house, outhouse
On Highway Number Nineteen. The people keep the city clean
They call it Nutbush Oh, Nutbush Call it Nutbush city limits

Twenty-five was the speed limit. Motorcycle not allowed in it
You go t'the store on Fridays. You go to church on Sundays
They call it Nutbush. Oh, Nutbush They call it Nutbush city limits

You go t'the field on week days and have a picnic on Labor Day
You go to town on Saturdays but go to church ev'ry Sunday
They call it Nutbush. Oh, Nutbush They call it Nutbush city limits

No whiskey for sale You get caught, no bail
Saltpork and molasses Is all you get in jail
They call it Nutbush. Oh, Nutbush They call it Nutbush city limits

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Auteur: Tina Turner
Copyright: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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