Lyrics
Ridin' in planes and hailin' cabs, I've been on the road so long
Lookin' for the sunshine every day that I've been missin' so long
Two blocks over and one street across and uptown 'round the bend
Lord, there must be somethin' just a-hidin'
Out somewhere, someplace I ain't found
Annie, orphan Annie, are your Nashville nights still warm?
Somewhere to the west of town, bullets are comin' up a storm
Are your rivers dark and muddy where the green swamp willows grow?
Nine more days and I'll be home, Lord, back in off the road
A-pickin' and a-grinnin' and a-playin'
Their games, listen to what I say
Lord, I wish I was down in Nashville town, about Fifth and Broadway
Where the Cumberland rows, a soft breeze
Blows, and home it ain't far away
But here I sit in New York City, just a-hangin' out every day
Annie, orphan Annie, are your Nashville nights still warm?
Somewhere to the west of town, bullets are comin' up a storm
Are your rivers dark and muddy where the green swamp willows grow?
Nine more days and I'll be home, Lord, back in off the road
Annie, orphan Annie, are your Nashville nights still warm?
Somewhere to the west of town, bullets are comin' up a storm
Are your rivers dark and muddy where the green swamp willows grow?
Nine more days and I'll be home, Lord, back in off the road
Nine more days and I'll be home, Lord, back in off the road
Lookin' for the sunshine every day that I've been missin' so long
Two blocks over and one street across and uptown 'round the bend
Lord, there must be somethin' just a-hidin'
Out somewhere, someplace I ain't found
Annie, orphan Annie, are your Nashville nights still warm?
Somewhere to the west of town, bullets are comin' up a storm
Are your rivers dark and muddy where the green swamp willows grow?
Nine more days and I'll be home, Lord, back in off the road
A-pickin' and a-grinnin' and a-playin'
Their games, listen to what I say
Lord, I wish I was down in Nashville town, about Fifth and Broadway
Where the Cumberland rows, a soft breeze
Blows, and home it ain't far away
But here I sit in New York City, just a-hangin' out every day
Annie, orphan Annie, are your Nashville nights still warm?
Somewhere to the west of town, bullets are comin' up a storm
Are your rivers dark and muddy where the green swamp willows grow?
Nine more days and I'll be home, Lord, back in off the road
Annie, orphan Annie, are your Nashville nights still warm?
Somewhere to the west of town, bullets are comin' up a storm
Are your rivers dark and muddy where the green swamp willows grow?
Nine more days and I'll be home, Lord, back in off the road
Nine more days and I'll be home, Lord, back in off the road