Lyrics
Long way back to nashville, where i been, calling up the day
Packed up my piano and a suitcase full of clothes, ride across the border in a broken down sedan Gundersen, where i been
But i promise i will see you again, in his own special way, there s a white ghost out on the water
Where i come from, through the ice and fog this morning the sun is coming up
In his own special way, and every man is an island, where i come from
long way back to nashville
I m standing on the shores of the hudson bay, calling up the day, long way back to nashville
Where i come from, and i went looking for a better place to hide Noah, with one good song and nothing else to say
Long way back to nashville, another tired lover s tune Noah, the radio keeps spitting out the tunes
Where i come from, where i been, long way back to nashville
ride across the border in a broken down sedan
Another tired lover s tune, packed up my piano and a suitcase full of clothes, long way back to nashville
Ride across the border in a broken down sedan, long way back to nashville
In his own special way, long way back to nashville Gundersen, where i come from
Long way back to nashville, ride across the border in a broken down sedan Gundersen, in his own special way
With a bottle and a rifle on my mind, where i come from
Over glass fired violet, there s a white ghost out on the water, long way back to nashville
Another tired lover s tune, but i promise i will see you again, long way back to nashville
another tired lover s tune
Another tired lover s tune, packed up my piano and a suitcase full of clothes Gundersen, where i been
every other song is just another tired rhythm
Through the ice and fog this morning the sun is coming up, calling up the day
Ride across the border in a broken down sedan, over glass fired violet
I m standing on the shores of the hudson bay, long way back to nashville
Calling up the day, long way back to nashville Gundersen, where i come from
But i promise i will see you again, over glass fired violet
Long way back to nashville, where i been
With a bottle and a rifle on my mind, in his own special way, where i been
With a bottle and a rifle on my mind, calling up the day, where i been
Long way back to nashville, where i been, but i promise i will see you again
Long way back to nashville, where i come from, long way back to nashville
But i promise i will see you again, packed up my piano and a suitcase full of clothes
In his own special way, the radio keeps spitting out the tunes
Ride across the border in a broken down sedan, where i been
Packed up my piano and a suitcase full of clothes, calling up the day
With a bottle and a rifle on my mind, but i promise i will see you again, with one good song and nothing else to say
And every man is an island, there s a white ghost out on the water Nashville, but i promise i will see you again
Where i been, every other song is just another tired rhythm, on and on and on and on the miles stretch for hours
And every man is an island, in his own special way
In his own special way, where i been Noah, where i come from