You Can’t Get Arrested in Nashville

Key to the city, on the wall
Platinum albums line your hall
So how come nobody's returning your call
When all you want to do is sing

Too old to start over, too young to quit
But it's been so long since you hit
And everyone knows that since Elvis split, the almighty dollar is king

There on the jukebox
Ain't that your name
Hey, weren't you headed for the Hall of Fame?

Well, you're tried & you're tested
And your songs are still requested
But you can't even get arrested in Nashville

If they make you an offer, you won't refuse
Down here they don't let beggars choose
But didn't you already pay these dues
About a million miles ago
They say your name is still a household word
But what good is it, if you can't get heard

Well, you're tried & you're tested
And your whole life is invested
But you can't even get arrested

Time is not on your side
Oh, time is on the rise
You know it's not enough to just break even
When all your true believers stop believin'

Well, you're tried & you're tested
And your songs are still requested
But you can't even get arrested

Well, you're tried & you're tested
And your whole life is invested
But you can't even get arrested...in Nashville