(originally by Ray LaMontagne)
There’s just somethin’ about this hotel
Got me wishin’ I was dead
Gotta get out of Music City, son
Somewhere I can clear my head
I was just kickin’ along the sidewalk
They all look you in the eyes
They ask you how you’re doin’
But do they care if you live or if you die?
Just got to get me somewhere
Somewhere that I can feel free
Gotta get out of Music City, son
Music City’s killing me
Just outside of Nashville
I met the woman of my dreams
Sure would like to get to know her
Maybe find out what it means
I guess I’m tired of all this concrete
I guess I’m tired of all this noise
Gotta get back down in the country
Have a couple drinks with the good ol’ boys
I just got to get me somewhere
Somewhere that I can feel free
Gotta get out of Music City, son
Music City’s killing me
I just got to get me somewhere
Somewhere that I can feel free
Gotta get out of Music City, now
Music City’s killing me
Gotta get out of Music City, now
Music City’s killing me
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