Talkin’ Nashville Songwriter’s Blues
Music/Lyrics: Don de Leaumont
Pack up the clothes, pack up the car,
Goin’ to Nashville to be a star
A Rhinestone suit, whatcha think bout that?
I’ll write a love song with no heart
Man and woman torn apart
The job is gone and so’s the dog
Left my truck out in the fog…
Chorus: Goin’ to Nashville to sell my songs
Don’t think it’ll be too long
Someone cool will sing my songs
I write the songs the singers whine
Every word with their southern twine
I’ll try to make it sound like Hank…
While laughin’ all the way to the bank…
Maybe I’ll be in that circle
And sing the songs I’ll sell in Nashville
Tell me what does this song mean?
Sure as hell don’t know, and I don’t care…
As long as it brings me the green…
CHORUS
Sold the songs, sold the key
Sold my soul and integrity
I’m just where I wanna be
Capital Records… BMG
Atlantic Records, EMI,
And David Geffen got in line
To by a slice of my musical pie
You should’ve seen the dollar signs in their eyes.
CHORUS
The songs you write mean nothing boy
But they will sell and bring us joy
After all that is the game…
Just keep supplying us w/ meaningless songs that sing about failed relationships, being on the road… and alcoholism…