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