Nashville is country and the Bluebird Cafe is Country's front door bell.
Lyrics
Make my Way (To Tennessee)
V1
I’ve waited too long for this moment
Least that’s the way it seems
Bones grow old and the scent grows cold
When you put off chasing dreams
V2
Now I’ve got myself together
My guitar case in my hand
I’m pulled away from Port Orchard Bay
By the lure of the Promised Land
Chorus:
Driving down through America, one state every day
Gonna see and taste my homeland on the way
Heading down through Washington
To the place I need to be
Gonna make my way down south to Tennessee
V3
I’m gonna walk the streets of Nashville
Find some nice place to stay
Unpack my case, then go out and face
The fading light of day
V4
With guitar in hand, I know I’ll land
At the door of the Bluebird Café
I’ll be just fine and I’ll stand in line
‘Till I get my chance to play
Chorus:
Driving down through America, one state every day
Gonna see and taste my homeland on the way
Headin’ down through Washington
To the place I need to be
Gonna make my way down south to Tennessee
Bridge:
A nickel’s worth of silence
Applause that shakes the beams
No one, nowhere, no way
Could try to buy my dreams
Chorus:
Driving through America, one state every day
Gonna see and taste my homeland on the way
Headin’ down through Washington
To the place I need to be
Gonna make my way down south to Tennessee
Gonna make my way down south to Tennessee
