Halfway From Nashville

At this point in my life, halfway from Nashville
Searching for clues to what it’s all about
I’m divided and conquered lack means and lack will
Hoping old country songs help me figure this out

Merle says I just need to get through December
Dylan’s answers in the wind they do blow
Mr. Cash had so many songs I can’t remember
But he’s been everywhere, man, so he ought to know

CHORUS
Who will sing me the song that makes a connection
Three chords and a chorus with a sense of direction
If not Haggard or Dylan, then by god Johnny Cash will
Tell me where the hell am I now, halfway from Nashville

All the songs that I write are about schmucks and losers
I guess autobiography is my chosen form
From grifters to wife thieves and other abusers
I’ve scripted myself to be lost and forlorn

REPEAT CHORUS

SPOKEN
She said nobody’s from here, they’re from everywhere else

BRIDGE
An old Gypsy woman said my plan would succeed
Now it’s just a plan that I need

REPEAT CHORUS + TAG + OUT