You Can't Get Arrested in Nashville - Gene Watson

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