| I was standing at the end of the very longest line | |
| Between everywhere and nowhere I could not make up my mind | |
| Stole enough to keep me honest, walked a crooked mile, I know | |
| I had more time than money, I had no place left to go | |
| Closed my eyes and chose a destination like any good refugee | |
| I stuck a fork into a roadmap right through Nashville, Tennessee | |
| Swimming pools, country stars | |
| Hitchhiking on the shoulder of the road to nowhere fast | |
| I flagged down a ride, next thing I know we're haulin' ass | |
| I turned to the scarecrow, to the lion, to the tin man | |
| I said "Everyone in Nashville gonna wonder where we been man" | |
| 'cross the bridge into Memphis, I had my hat in my hand | |
| Paid our respects to He King and drove on to the promised land | |
| Welcome to Nashville - land of opportunity | |
| Welcome to Nashville - your cab driver knows Alan Jackson | |
| Welcome to Nashville - the dreams are shoulder to shoulder | |
| Welcome to Nashville... | |
| We corssed against the light on Broadway, we just got into town | |
| Nobody saw the blind man who was showing us around | |
| He'd just moved back to Nashville for teh forty-second time | |
| Introduced himself as "Hey Buddy, can you spare a dime?" | |
| He was back without a vengeance, he arrived there with a thud | |
| He was living on the sidewalk, he was thinning out his blood | |
| I told the hotel clerk about my band and our show in town tonight | |
| He said "Let me guess - John, Paul, George and Ringo, am I right? | |
| Take a look around you, Buddy, don't you know where you are? | |
| You can't throw a rock without hitting some guy with a guitar. | |
| Since you brought it up I must confess I got my own band, too." | |
| He said his name was Wallace hartley, I said "Fancy meetin' you! | |
| Welcome to Nashville - everyone's a songwriter | |
| Welcome to Nashville - get yourself a crappy day job | |
| Welcome to Nashville - they're gonna tear you a new one | |
| Welcome to Nashville... | |
| If a tree falls in the forest and there's no one around | |
| If a band plays in Nashville does it make a sound? | |
| We did our bet three minutes that nobody came to see | |
| But we sure put some time out of its misery | |
| Singin' 'bout wallpaper cowboys and Hemmingway cats | |
| To a conflict of disinterest from their boots down to their hats | |
| I sang 'em six or seven hundred of my very best melodies | |
| They just said "Boy, ain't you got any other songs than these?" | |
| I go walkin' after midnight goin' where the lonely go | |
| I got heartaches by the number, hear that lonesome whistle blow | |
| I took the grand tour, lived the night life, saw the rose garden too | |
| Found a good hearted woman but I can't stop lovin' you | |
| If it's only maek believe well who's to bless and who's to blame | |
| 'cause I walked the line and they never even called me by my name | |
| Welcome to Nashville - man these guys are serious | |
| Welcome to Nashville - I've got a friend who's got a friend | |
| Welcome to Nashville - would you like fries with that? | |
| Welcome to Nashville - now go on home |
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