Rough writer's Worktape here...Joe Ryan- lyric Moker Jarrett- music(the rough part!) The innocence of youth heads to Nashville for the money, women, and fame, and ends up on the route of the struggling songwriter, hell 1 out of 3 ain't bad!

EAST NASHVILLE (Joe Ryan 6/2012) V A sky lined in silver Streets paved in gold On a Greyhound to Nashville I turned 19 years old Dreamin bout money The women and the fame Got a second hand Fender And a pocket full of change V Found a small flat On the east side of town Where visions of stardom Lay scattered around These songwriter suburbs Filled with the dreams Of mailbox money And black limosuines Ch Steel guitars echo through the hilltops Fiddles gently whisper through the trees Pray that fame can find me here in Nashville Living in East Nashville Tennessee V Sweepin out a warehouse Ten hours a day Ain't no good living Barely pays my way Nights playin this Fender Living on the dream Of mailbox money And black limousines Ch Steel guitars echo through the hilltops Fiddles gently whisper through the trees Pray that fame can find me here in Nashville Living in East Nashville Tennessee Br These smoky eastside bars Have launched a thousand stars Ain't no way I'm ever going home (Out) A sky lined in silver Streets paved in gold On the east side of Nashville