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In the year of 43
Mama finished feeding me
And quickly rushed off to her job at (Warton's Bakery ?)

But at Four on Barkall Street
A failing heart stopped her within feet
And Mama gave up the breath of life
In the town of Nashville

Daddy was in the county jail
So my older sister Nel
Took a job at the tavern
That some folks called The TrashMILL

And THOUGH THE WELFARE AGENCY OFFERED HELP
she smiled at me
And said Thanks, but we'll get by
In the town of Nashville

As a babe, I went to school
Perched up high on a tavern stool
Listening to the songs on the Juke Box
At the TrashMILL
And the hurtin' in them sad old songs
Settled down on a poor boys bones
And I vowed I'd someday sing
And play in Nashville

Yes, my older sister Nel
Like a true blue southern belle
Bought me a second hand guitar
From the Nashville Goodwill

Heaven would smile and bells would ring
When I touched those shiny strings
And I was the richest poor boy
In the town of Nashville

There's a chill down in my bones
As it's my turn to go on
And I know the Good Lord knows
Just how I feel

THOUGH they're callin' me a star
I can't forget 'bout my first guitar
And the woman who helped me make it big
In the town of Nashville

Yes, my older sister Nel
Like a true blue southern belle
Bought me a second hand guitar
From the Nashville Goodwill

Heaven would smile and bells would ring
When I touched those shiny strings
And I'm the richest poor boy
In the town of Nashville

And I'm the richest poor boy
In the town of Nashville
In the year of 43
Mama finished feeding me
And quickly rushed off to her job at Werthan's Bag Mill

But at Fourth and Monroe Streets
A failing heart stopped her within feet
And Mama gave up the breath of life
In the town of Nashville

Daddy was in the county jail
So my older sister Nell
Took a job at the tavern
That some folks called The Trash

And though the Welfare Agency offered help
She smiled at me
And said Thanks, but we'll get by
In the town of Nashville

As a babe, I went to school
Perched up high on a tavern stool
Listening to the songs on the Juke Box
At the Trashmill
And the hurtin' in them sad old songs
Settled down on a poor boys bones
And I vowed I'd someday sing
And play in Nashville

Yes, my older sister Nell
Like a true blue southern belle
Bought me a second handed guitar
From the Nashville Goodwill

Heaven would smile and bells would ring
When I touched those shiny strings
And I was the richest poor boy
In the town of Nashville

There's a chill down in my bones
As it's my time to go on
And I know the Good Lord knows
Just how I feel

Though they're callin' me a star
I can't forget 'bout my first guitar
And the woman who helped me make it big
In the town of Nashville

Yes, my older sister Nell
Like a true blue southern belle
Bought me a second handed guitar
From the Nashville Goodwill

Heaven would smile and bells would ring
When I touched those shiny strings
And I'm the richest poor boy
In the town of Nashville

And I'm the richest poor boy
In the town of Nashville

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