Standing on the corner
With a nickel or a dime
There use to be a rail car
To take you down the line
Too much beer and whiskey
To ever be employed
And when I got to Nashville
It was too much soldiers joy
Wasted on the wayside
Wasted on the way
If I dot go tomorrow
You know Im gone today
Back babe
Back in time
I wanna go back
When you were mine
Back babe
Back in time
I wanna go back
When you were mine
Black highway
All night ride
Watching the times
Fall away to the side
Clear channel
Way down low
Is comin in loud
And my mind let go
Peaches in the summertime
Apples in the fall
If I cant have you all the time
I wont have none at all
Oh, I wish I was in Frisco
In a brand new pair of shoes
I'm sittin here in Nashville
With Normans Nashville blues
So come all you good time rounders
Listenin to my sound
And then drink a round to Nashville
For they tear it down
Back babe
Back in time
I wanna go back
When you were mine
Back babe
Back in time
I wanna go back
When you were mine
Hard weather
Drivin slow
Buggies and the hats
In town for the show
Oh darlin
The songs they played
All I got left
Of lovin me
Back babe
Back in time
I wanna go back
When you were mine
Back babe
Back in time
I wanna go back
When you were mine