Miss Ginger is a total blonde. Don't let the signature red hair fool you- it's definitely a wig!! One thing about blondes- their brains are kind of sticky. Once something get's stuck in there, it's doesn't come out easily. Not that much gets stuck in there. but when it does......
Soooo, when Miss G first met NutWOOD Beth back in Jland, her mind went all Diva on her and she thought: "I wonder if she lives near Tina Turner?! You know: Nutbush City Limits!" Ever since then I have always accidentally called her Nutbush Beth. And she has patiently corrected me! And I still get it wrong! So I'm gonna try, baby! Really! But if I get it wrong again, think of it as my little pet name for a very special J-land Blogger friend! Anyway, my dear, please accept my HUMBLE apologies. This song's for you:
and the words:
A church houseGin house
A school houseOuthouse
On Highway Number Nineteen
The people keep the city clean.
They call it NutbushOhNutbush
Call it Nutbush city limits.
Twentyfive was the speed limit
Motorcycle not allowed in it
You go t'the store on Friday
You go to church on Sunday.
They call it NutbushOhNutbush
Call it Nutbush city limits
.You go t'the fields 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. . .
No whiskey for sale
You can't cop no bail
Saltpork and molasses
Is all you get in jail.
They call it Nutbush. . .
Little old town in Tennessee
That's called a quiet little old community
A one-horse town
You have to watch
What you're puttin' down in old
Nutbush.They call it Nutbush.
-Ike and Tina Turner
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Showing posts with label Nutbush City Limits. Show all posts
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Sunday, October 12, 2008
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