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From: "Brandon R" 
 Subject: Viet Nashville by Houston Marchman
 Date: Thu, 6 Jan 2000 11:03:05 -0600
 All fans of Nashville music should at least read the lyrics
 Very simple chord progression
 VietNashville
 by Houston Marchman
 
 I was [G] just 22 when I hit the road
 [C] Searching for truth, passion, and gold
 I [G] had an old 6-string, beat up and cracked
 [C] Hitched all they way and I wasn't coming back
 from [G] Nashville , Viet [C] Nashville
 
 I hit town in the middle of the night
 Walked 16th, stared at the light
 My sould was on fire, passion it rose
 I had a young man's dream but I was an old man's fool
 in Nashville, VietNashville
 
 CHORUS
 [G] Gotta little harder there every [D] day
 [G] Texas got farther and [D] farther away
 from Viet [G] Nashville, yeah Viet [C] Nashville
 
 Well I started pushing my songs and knocking on doors
 Most everyday I felt more like a whore
 A man said, "son, son you gotta write
 For an 8th grade level divorced housewife
 in Nashville," VietNashville
 
 He said, "It's about money boy, money in the bank
 Country ain's into no existential angst
 Write for the cash, not for the soul."
 Right then I knew man I's bound to roll
 Outta Nashville, VietNashville
 
 REPEAT CHORUS
 VietNashville, VietNashville
 
 Yeah, I found me this friend, I called him ponytailed Johnny
 Had hair to his ass, the pot made him melancholy
 Got us in this gig down on lower Broadway
 He told us bout a joint man, they never could pay
 Us in nashville, VietNashville
 
 We'd play em our songs, we;d play em some covers
 Their favorite tune was "Redneck Mother"
 We got fired one night down in (?) 4th set (?)
 To get out alive, I'd've lost that bet
 This big biker chick, she grabbed Johnny's hair
 Never seen a woman get hit by a chair
 Hell, 'cept nashville, VietNashville
 
 Ten years later in the middle of the night
 Skipped out of town, but I was feelin' alright
 Nashville, I owe you a lesson in life
 Stand up for yourself and what you thinks right
 Play what you feel play it straight up
 If you don't hear a sing man I don't give a fuck
 about Nashville, VietNashville
 VietNashville, VietNashville