nashville wimmin

if it wasn't for the powder and a fine tooth comb

if it wasn't for the powder and a fine tooth comb

them nashville women sho' wouldn't have no home

you a long-legged woman

you don't have to talk

you a long-legged woman

you sho' don't have to talk

but i know you from nashville

i tell the way you walk

goin' down to prinner's alley

see what i can find

i'm goin' down to prinner's alley

gonna see what i can find

let a pretty woman love me

let her rob me blind

if the blues was whiskey

i'd stay drunk all the time

if the blues was whiskey

i would stay drunk all the time

it takes a whole long time to get you off of my mind

if it wasn't for the powder and a fine tooth comb

if it wasn't for the powder and a fine tooth comb

them nashville women sho' wouldn't have no home

you a long-legged woman

so you don't have to talk

you a long-legged woman

you sho' don't have to talk

but i know you from nashville

i tell the way you walk