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A church house, gin house A school house, outhouse On Highway Number Nineteen The people keep the city clean They call it Nutbush Oh, Nutbush Call it Nutbush city limits Nutbush city Twenty-five was the speed limit Motorcycle not allowed in it You go t'the store on Fridays You go to church on Sunday They call it Nutbush Oh, Nutbush They call it Nutbush city limits Nutbush city You go t'the field on week days And have a picnic on Labor Day You go to town on Saturday But go to church ev'ry Sunday They call it Nutbush Oh, Nutbush Nutbush city limits Nutbush city No whiskey for sale You get caught, no bail Saltpork and molasses Is all you get in jail They call it Nutbush Oh, Nutbush Nutbush city limits Nutbush city Little old town in Tennessee It's a quiet, little old community A one-horse town You have to watch Just what you're puttin' down In old Nutbush In old Nutbush They call it Nutbush Oh, Nutbush Nutbush city limits Nutbush city Nutbush city Nutbush city Nutbush city