A church house, gin house A school house, outhouse On highway number nineteen The people keep the city clean They call it Nutbush, oh, Nutbush Said they call it Nutbush city limits Nutbush city Twenty-five for speed limit Motorcycle not allowed in it You go to store on Friday You go to church on Sunday They call it Nutbush, oh. Nutbush They call it Nutbush city limits Nutbush city You go to the fields on weekdays And have a picnic on Labor Day You go to town on Saturday And go to church every Sunday They call it Nutbush...oh, Nutbush They call it Nutbush city limits Hey, Nutbush city No whiskey for sale You get drunk, no bail Salt pork and molasses Is all you get in jail They call it Nutbush...oh, Nutbush Said they call it Nutbush city Nutbush city limits Yes sir A little old town in Tennessee A quiet little old community A one-horse town You gotta watch what you're puttin' down In old Nutbush city They call it Nutbush city limits Nutbush city Oh, Nutbush city limits Nutbush city limits (To fade)