I pulled in to Nashville
I met this girl named Ramona Lee
One look at Ramona and I was falling over
Bless these girls in Tennessee

Ramona looked me up and down
And said, "I know who you are
You're another fool who's pulled in to town
Another clown who thinks
He can play the guitar”

(Chorus)
She said, "Oh, I'm sure
You've always heard
About them Nashville cats
They's the finest guitar pickers
In the world
If you ever wondered why
They can play the guitar like that
It's 'cause those Nashville cats
Get their lovin' from Nashville girls"

Ramona said, "Welcome to Nashville
Where the odds are a million to one
With odds like that
To be a Nashville cat
You need a Nashville girl
To show you how it's done"

Then Ramona pulled me
Real close - then she
Threw me on the floor
When she got done with me
I could barely see
But I could play my guitar
Like never before

(Chorus)

Sweet as honey
Right on the money
I love them Nashville girls
One little kiss from their
Sweet little lips
And you'll be playing your guitar
Like the best in the world

Lyric © 2006 By Joel Timothy