G   Cadd9   G   Cadd9

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I was just 22 when I hit the road
Cadd9
Searching for truth, passion, and gold
         G 
I had an old 6-string, beat up and cracked
Cadd9
Hitched all they way and I wasn't coming back
     G               Cadd9
From Nashville , VietNashville
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I hit town in the middle of the night
  Cadd9
I walked 16th, stared at the lights
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My soul was on fire, passion it rose
        Cadd9
I had a young man's dream but I was an old man's fool
         G              Cadd9 
There in Nashville, VietNashville

[Chorus]
Em                        D
Gotta little harder, Lord every day
Cadd9     Cadd9/B     Cadd9/A  Am   D
Texas got farther and farther away
         G                   C
From VietNashville, yeah VietNashville

               G 
Well I started pushing my songs and knocking on doors
Cadd9
Most everyday I felt more like a w***e
  G
A man said, "Son, son you gotta write
       Cadd9
For an 8th grade level divorced housewife here 
   G                Cadd9
In Nashville,", VietNashville
          G
He said, "It's about money boy, money in the bank
Cadd9
Country ain't into no existential angst
G
Write for the cash, not for the soul."
Cadd9
Right then I knew man I's bound to roll 
      G                    Cadd9
Outta Nashville, Yeah, VietNashville

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             G
Yeah, Lord I found me this friend, I called him ponytailed Johnny
    Cadd9
Had hair to his ass, the pot made him melancholy
G 
Got us in this gig down on lower Broadway
           Cadd9
He told us bout a joint, man, they never could pay us 
   G              Cadd9
In Nashville, VietNashville
     G
We'd play our songs, and play em some covers
      Cadd9
Their favorite tune was "Redneck Mother"
       G
We got fired one night down in Fort Sill
   G
To get out alive, I'd-a lost that bet
          Em                   D
When this big biker chick, she grabbed Johnny's hair
     Cadd9        Cadd9/B   Cadd9/A    Am     D
I've never seen a woman get hit with a chair, 
            G                    Cadd9              G  
hell, 'cept Nashville, Yeah, VietNashville, ohh Vietnashville

      G
Well, ten years later in the middle of the night
  Cadd9 
I slipped out of town, but I was feelin' alright
G
Nashville, I owe you a lesson in life
Cadd9
Stand up for yourself and what you think?s right
D
Play what you feel, play it straight up
       Cadd9                       D
If you don't hear a single, man, I don't give a f**k 
      G                    Cadd9
About Nashville, Yeah, VietNashville