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Backstory:

Melody by John Strevens.                                                                                                                                                            

Lyrics:

                                                  
NASHVILLE’S BACK DOOR

 
Scraped winter off his windshield.

Packed his guitar in the back.

Nothing he would leave behind…

but a couple snowy tracks.

A thermos full of coffee.

Box of donuts on the seat.

A head that’s full of songs and hopes

of people he might meet … Yeah, he’s off to chase his dream.

 
The boy is headed south…down highway twenty four.

His beat-up truck is driving in…like so many before. 

He knows that they don’t know him. Hoping that might change, for sure.

Heading to your town…through Nashville’s back door.

 
You’d see him on the corner.

They’d throw spare change in his case.

He couldn’t seem to catch a break..

He spent six years in that place.

Then one magic Friday night…

Some label heard him play.

It all finally came together.

He’d been living for that day …  Now, his life’s about to change.

 
The boy is headed north…up highway twenty four.

His bus is heading out on tour…with his whole band on board. 

Pretty soon you’re gonna see him. At a sold-out concert hall.

Straight into your heart…through Nashville’s back door.

 
He rolled into this town alone; no contacts and no fear.

A truck load of ambition and songs we want to hear.

 

Pretty soon you’re gonna see him. At a sold-out concert hall.

Come into your town…through Nashville’s back door.

Found his way into your heart, through Nashville's back door 

 Copyright © 2009 John Bielecki