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Nutbush City Limits chords

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Nutbush City Limits – Ike and Tina Turner

e|-----------------|
B|-----------------|    “A”
G|-----------------|
D|-2-4-2-4-5-4-2-4-|
A|-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-|
E|-----------------|

Intro:

A (8)   A       A       C       G       A       A

[Verse 1]
   A                            A
A church house gin house, a school house outhouse
   A                            A
On highway number nineteen, the people keep the city clean.
              C                 G
They call it Nutbush, Oh, Nutbush
           A               A
Call it Nutbush city limits

[Verse 2]
        A                               A
Twentyfive was the speed limit, motorcycle not allowed in it
                A                          A
You go to the store on Fridays, you go to church on Sundays
             C                              G
They call it Nutbush (little old town), Oh, Nutbush
                A                A
They call it Nutbush city limits

[Verse 3]
           A                            A
You go to field on week days, and have a picnic on Labor Day
          A                              A
You go to town on Saturdays, but go to church ev'ry Sunday.
             C            G
They call it Nutbush, Oh, Nutbush
        A                  A
Call it Nutbush city limits

[Instrumental]
A       A       A       A       C       G       A       A

[Verse 3]
    A                           A
No whiskey for sale, you can't cop no bail
    A                     A
Saltpork and molasses, is all you get in jail
             C            G
They call it Nutbush, Oh, Nutbush
             A             A
They call it Nutbush city, Nutbush city limits.

[Outro]
A
Little old town in Tennessee, that's called, quiet (little old community)
A
A one-horse town, you have to watch, what you're puttin' down in old Nutbush.
A
They call it Nutbush.
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