The Streets of Music City
There are a lot of sad stories
On the streets of this town
Among the flashing neon signs
And the sad country sound
And there’s lots of pretty women
To pull your world apart
Beneath the bright lights of Nashville
With their icy black hearts
Chorus:
The streets of Music City
Have been awful hard on me
I was gonna be a star
I had lots of hopes and dreams
Now I play lower Broadway
For tips and spare change
I wish it wasn’t raining
I wish it wasn’t so gray
On the streets of Music City today
Everything starts out in color
And slowly fades to black
Just like all the old memories
That always call you back
To the places you left behind
All the choices you made
On the way to Music City
And where you are today
Bridge:
I wish I’d never heard a fiddle
I wish I’d never seen a guitar
I wish I was a cowboy
I wish I was a country star
Chorus:
The streets of Music City
Have been awful hard on me
I was gonna be a star
I had lots of hopes and dreams
Now I play lower Broadway
For tips and spare change
I wish it wasn’t raining
I wish it wasn’t so gray
On the streets of Music City today
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