Lyrics

Ain’t Going To Nashville
Written by:
Bernie Thompson / October 30, 2015

I ain’t going to Nashville, they don’t need my songs
It’s too far to L.A., I’d be driving way too long
Could head over to Boston? Don’t think they need me there
I’m happy in Wisconsin, I’m a Midwest Music Man

Music Man
Guitar In hand
I’ll blow my harp
Stomp my feet

I’ll play my songs,
At your local tap
We’ll drink some beer
If you want to, clap

From Madtown to Minocqua, and anywhere in between
Have a Miller in Milwaukee then I’ll head down to Racine
Jump over to Janesville, see my family
Roll to the river, the Mighty Mississippi

I ain’t going to Nashville, they don’t need my songs
It’s too far to L.A., I’d be driving way too long
Could head over to Boston? Don’t think they need me there
I’m happy in Wisconsin, I’m a Midwest Music Man

Music Man
Guitar In hand
I’ll blow my harp
Stomp my feet

I’ll play my songs,
At your local tap
We’ll drink some beer
If you want to, clap

Oshkosh, Appleton, Wausau on the way
Don’t forget about them Packers, we’ll head up to Green Bay
Take the lake to the river, up the Menominee
Jump to the other side, now we’re up in the U.P.

I ain’t going to Nashville, they don’t need my songs
It’s too far to L.A., I’d be driving way too long
Could head over to Boston? Don’t think they need me there
I’m happy in Wisconsin, I’m a Midwest Music Man

Music Man
Guitar In hand
I’ll blow my harp
Stomp my feet
I’ll play my songs,
At your local tap
We’ll drink some beer
If you want to, clap

I woke this morn in Hurley, must have had a ball
Last thing I remember we were leaving old Saint Paul
Duluth and Ashland, were Superior,
Old Gitche Gumee, is nice this time of year

I ain’t going to Nashville, they don’t need my songs
It’s too far to L.A., I’d be driving way too long
Could head over to Boston? Don’t think they need me there
I’m happy in Wisconsin, I’m a Midwest Music Man

Music Man
Guitar In hand
I’ll blow my harp
Stomp my feet

I’ll play my songs,
At your local tap
We’ll drink some beer
If you want to, clap