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NASHVILLE CATS (Lyrics/Music : John B. Sebastian) The Lovin' Spoonful - 1967 CHORUS Nashville Cats, play clean as country water Nashville Cats, play wild as mountain dew Nashville Cats, been playing since they's babies Nashville Cats, get work before they're two Well, there's thirteen hundred and fifty two Guitar pickers in Nashville And they can pick more notes than the number of ants On a Tennessee anthill Yeah, there's thirteen hundred and fifty two Guitar cases in Nashville And any one that unpacks his guitar could play Twice as better than I will Yeah, I was just thirteen, you might say I was a Musical proverbial knee-high When I heard a couple new-sounding tunes on the tubes And they blasted me sky-high And the record man said every one is a Yellow Sun Record from Nashville And up North there ain't nobody buys them And I said, "But I will" And it was CHORUS Well, there's sixteen thousand eight hundred īnī twenty one Mothers from Nashville All their friends play music, and they ain't uptight If one of the kids will Because it's custom made for any mother's son To be a guitar picker in Nashville And I sure am glad I got a chance to say a word about The music and the mothers from Nashville CHORUS SPOKEN: Pick it (Instrumental to end)

    


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