They call it Nutbush, oh Nutbush
One-horse town
Is all you get in jail
Nutbush city
You get drunk, no bail
A city called Nutbush city limits
And go to church on Sundays
Nutbush city
They call it Nutbush, oh Nutbush
Oh Nutbush
They call it Nutbush, oh Nutbush
They call it Nutbush, Nutbush
Oh Nutbush, yeah
You go to field on weekdays
They call it Nutbush city limits
You have to watch what they're putting down
On highway number nineteen
They call it Nutbush
Twenty-five was the speed limit
Salt pork and molasses
Nutbush city
You go to church on Sundays
Motorcycle not allowed in it
They call it Nutbush city limits
And have a picnic on Labor Day
A little old town in Tennessee
You go to store on Fridays
They call it Nutbush, oh Nutbush
Nutbush city
No whiskey for sale
They call it Nutbush
Quiet little community
And go to town on Saturdays
The people keep the city clean
They call it Nutbush city limits
