The Nashville Sound

There’s a motion this morning
Here in Nashville town
If and why [now] I have to leave you
Don’t mean I’ll never be back around
If you figure on out not to let me in
Well, I’m doing my best [back] pedal spin

I will always [hope] and hold you, dear
There in my lost and found
There In my lost and found

If I’m leaving while you’re sleeping
Then I’ll have to turn the radio on
And the news is their conceiving as if the whole world’s gone
Mad enough without the likes of you
To help us all out and get [them] through

I will always [hope] and hold you, dear
In [the] lost and found

Another sad leaving with the Nashville sound
It would pale without me meaning to write the damn thing down
One hand on the wheel and the other on the [pad]
Between the wipers slapping and the rain as if it had

Us both bound for the lost and found
[hands] [ ] both bound for the lost and found

Okay