Rollin' on through the trees
About due to stretch my knees
Just up around the bend
Seven states of greasy spoons
Eleven hours of Dylan tunes
I cross the Cumberland
No one here knows my name
Where I'm from or why I came
I'm the farthest damn thing from fame tonight
These southern nights are warm and long
And everything's a song
I drove a thousand miles alone
To Nashville
And God it feels like home
♪
A sticky breeze blowin' through
The crowds on Second Avenue
And whiskey is in the air yeah
Beers by the roundabout
Pretty girls talkin' 'bout
Who's playing, who's playing where
Wide eyes and neon dreams
Sly smiles and shady schemes
Seems like everybody's out on the scene tonight
These southern nights are warm and long
And everything's a song
I drove a thousand miles alone
To Nashville
And God it feels like home
♪
I find my feet on Music Row
The suits are gone, the lights are low
And I know I'll be up all night
I see the towers where they keep the cash
The alleys where they hide the trash
And it's a song I've gotta write
About what it is and what it's not
How who you are beats what you got
Damn, I like that line a lot
I like that line a lot
These southern nights are warm and long
And everything's a song
I drove a thousand miles alone, yeah
To Nashville
Oh to Nashville
I drove to Nashville
And God it feels like home yeah
Feels like home yeah