The other night I also kept listening and reminisced over Nashville Blues.

It’s a distinct song (like 20 or 30 others) that sticks out in a fleeting period of my life.

Good-grief, if I’m nostalgic about music, imagine what I’m like about things that last.

Nashville Blues:

Late one morning I just packed my things
Burned all my bills and I hopped on a plane
I told the cops and the bankers goodbye
They said “Don’t let us catch you, you owe us your life”

Well the plane was headed east and so I was
Bound for Tennessee to outrun the fuss
They found me in a day or two
Now I’m flat busted in jail fightin’ the Nashville Blues

I like George Jones, Willie and Waylon
I think Kris and Merle are songwriting saviors
Townes Van Zandt, he died to soon
But now he’s up there with Hank
And they’re both fightin’ the Nashville Blues

Well the songwriting’s left up to old hillbillies
Hippies and rednecks and girls like Miss Emmylou
I’m too young to have a point of view
But I just want to be a part of fightin’ the Nashville Blues
Fightin’ the Nashville Blues

Fightin’ the Nashville Blues ain’t fun no
It takes it’s toll upon your mind
But all the great ones have been there too
And they’re all fightin’ the Nashville Blues
Fightin’ the Nashville Blues

Well I moved back to Austin to try to make a living
But it ain’t been so easy with those hill country women
And i’m stuck inside of this 8×12 room
And my throat’s a scratchin’ from the cigarettes and booze

And my face in wrinklin’ and my mind’s a strayin’
And I get on my knees and I get to prayin’
But my hands are worn like the soles of my shoes
And the Lord only knows I’m just fightin’ the Nashville Blues

I like Johnny Cash, Willie and Waylon
I think Chris and Merle are songwriting saviors
And old Keith Whitley he died to soon
But now he’s up there with Hank
And they’re both fightin’ the Nashville Blues

Well the songwriting’s left up to old hillbillies
Hippies and rednecks and girls like Miss Emmylou
I’m too young to have a point of view
But I just want to be a part of fightin’ the Nashville Blues
Fightin’ the Nashville Blues

Listening to some music tonight and I came across Texas Time Travelin, an old classic song by Cory Morrow.

Reminds me of college.

Late night nights, long road trips, little responsibility, and live music when I could catch it.

I vividly remember watching both Cory Morrow and Pat Green before they made it big.

Think I’ll let a few more songs play before I call it a night.

Lyrics after the jump.

Texas Time Travelin

Well close your eyes and dream with me
I’m goin on a trip through history
I wanna see some sights today
Yeah we’ll go back when time was young
And you learned the trigger of a gun

Or you’d be six feet on your way
When the mountains closed the valley side
And rivers held the miners pride
It was the year of forty-nine
Well those days are now gone and dead
And I wish that I could see the lead
Flying from the cowboys iron

I wanna go time travelin’ through Texas you and me
I wanna go time travelin’ through Texas you and me
I wanna be there, breathe the air and see all I can see
In my Texas time travelin’ machine

The day goes on, the sun beats down
It bakes your skin to golden brown
Now your feelin like a king
We’ll pull off along side the road
And see the land ol Jesse owned
And all the times he spent with me

Then along the skyline of the trees
We’ll skinny dip within the stream
And we’ll flash the passing cars
Then we’ll jump into our Cadillac
The tracks of time will take us back
Back to the land off so far

I wanna go time travelin’ through Texas you and me
I wanna go time travelin’ through Texas you and me
I wanna be there, breathe the air and see all I can see
In my Texas time travelin’ machine

You’ve got to take a look around
And see this land before it drowns
Underneath the city streets
Geronimo he said it best
This is my land I will not rest
Until I’m dead or it’s been freed

I wanna go time travelin’ through Texas you and me
I wanna go time travelin’ through Texas you and me
I wanna be there, breathe the air and see all I can see
In my Texas time travelin’ machine

I wanna go time travelin’ through Texas you and me
I wanna go time travelin’ through Texas you and me
I wanna be there, breathe the air and see all I can see
In my Texas time travelin’ machine