VERSE: Got my pen in hand and my paper's down.....
On the desktop where, my sorrow's found...
It's way once more, to that sheet that's white as snow.
She said, "I'm goin east, to find some fame, maybe be a star and change my name,
I said, "Drop me off, in Nashville, when you go."

CHORUS: It seems like all those sad songs..come out of..Tennessee...
Well it must be so, cause Music Row, tears the heart right out of me.
I guess i must belong there, where those sad songs seem to flow...
So drop me off, in Nashville, when you go.

VERSE: I never realized the folks down there do...what i do...
They put there life down on a sheet, in a simple line, or two..
I wonder if ...they've lost a love..back east that they loved so...
And dropped them off, in Nashville, when they go.

CHORUS: It seems like all those sad songs...come out of Tennessee...
Your Cheatin Heart....Love Sick Blues....I'm So Lonesome..can't you see.
Well i guess i must belong there, where those sad songs seem to flow..
So drop me off, in Nashville, when you go.