"Nashville" lyrics

Why'd he have to die in that Cadillac in 1953?
Kick out all the footlights that night at the Opry
Would the Hagg be the Hagg if he hadn't spent a few years in a state pen?
No trends, no fads back in those days, just outlaws raising hell
Yeah, I done a little digging dark to daylight picking and this is what I found

The bright lights in Nashville ain't what I want
Give me a hole in the wall kinda bar room any old afternoon
Jukebox in the corner and some good sipping whiskey an old George Jones song
Yeah, them bright lights in Nashville ain't what I want
It ain't what I want

I played George Strait for ten years straight till I played my first show
Thought I was rocking Randall, little hard to handle, he was just paving the road
Yeah, the devil got a shot at the fiddle that was hot and made of solid gold
Now they toy with the steel but the steel ain't real, rest in peace Music Row

Bright lights in Nashville ain't what I want
Give me a hole in the wall kinda bar room any old afternoon
Jukebox in the corner and some good sipping whiskey an old George Jones song
Yeah, them bright lights in Nashville ain't what I want
It ain't what I want

I'll keep on jamming Jennings, Jinks and Jones
Yeah them bright lights in Nashville ain't what I want
It ain't what I want