I ain't got no money, I ain't got no sense

Headed down to Nashville, just to say I went

They checked me at the border but I left my guns at home 

I don't want no trouble, man, just came to sing my songs


Well, I don't want no trouble, man, but trouble's what I found

Guess I'm hell-bent and Nashville bound 


Somewhere in Kentucky, stopped for one or two

Some Redneck started talkin' trash 'bout my hair and my tattoo

Tried to do the right thing but I busted my left hand

Sheriff and a 45 through me in the county can

Well, I don't want no trouble, man, but trouble's what I found

Guess I'm hell-bent and Nashville bound 


Hell-bent and Nashville bound, wiskey bottles by the pound

Devil's tryin' to keep me down, hundred miles to guitar town

Hell-bent and Nashville bound (hell-bent and Nashville bound)

I'm hell-bent and Nashville bound 


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I ain't got no money, no way to go my bail

Just rollin' smokes and killin' time sittin' in this county jail 

Now the Jailer's got a daughter and she's smilin' back at me

Says she's never been to Nashville, while she's handin' me the key

I don't want no trouble, man, but trouble's what I found

Guess I'm hell-bent and Nashville bound, yeah 


Hell-bent and Nashville bound, wiskey bottles by the pound

Devil's tryin' to keep me down, fifty miles to guitar town

Hell-bent and Nashville bound (hell-bent and Nashville bound)

Yes, I'm hell-bent and Nashville bound (hell-bent and Nashville bound)

Hell-bent and Nashville bound (hell-bent and Nashville bound)

Hell-bent and Nashville bound (hell-bent and Nashville bound)

Hell-bent and Nashville bound (hell-bent and Nashville bound)