A dying dog
Can smell the rain
A weary horse can hide the pain
When the riverbeds dry
Just hold your tongue
Folks dig the lies
They hang upon

Here in Nashville

Our best laid plans
Our patient dreams
Fell through our hands between the seams

When the riverbed's dry
Keep it all inside
Grow your hair and hide
Folks dig the lies

Here In Nashville

And it ain't the way you learned in school.
The blue collared poets and the sentimental fools
Here in the belly of the big blue world.
Your 4 star love, makes the engine purr

A dying dog
Can smell the rain
A weary horse can hide the pain


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