Leaving Nashville

Pour out your heart in 3:20 The one you didn't write for the money You turn it in, nobody's listening But you got a cut, so the check's coming If it ain't a single, it don't mean nothing But every girl with a dream wants to be your friend

One day, you're the king, and the next, you're not It's handshakes and whiskey shots, boy And throwing up in parking lots all by yourself

But I ain't never leaving Nashville I ain't never leaving Nashville

You're getting calls from old friends They say, "Heard your song - wanna write again?" You're coming up with brand new ways to say no Then you're six months without a hold Every other day, you're getting canceled Calling up old friends; that's just the way it goes

One day, you're the king, the next you're not Handshakes and whiskey shots And throwing up in parking lots all gone to Hell

Hell, I ain't never leaving Nashville I ain't never leaving Nashville

Oh, and your friends are friends with country stars Yeah, they're buying homes and here you are You're two months from living in your car

But you ain't never leaving Nashville You ain't never leaving Nashville

Oh, one day, you're the king, and the next you're not It's handshakes and whiskey shots, boy To picking up the pieces you lost of yourself

Well, I ain't never leaving Nashville I ain't never leaving Nashville I ain't never leaving Nashville I ain't never leaving Nashville I ain't never leaving this town, oh

One day you're the king, and the next you're not