Story Behind The Song

A fanciful mind trip to parts unknown? DuPree won't say one way or the other.

Song Description

Pchyedelics or not. You be the judge.

Lyrics

RAMBLIN? ON IN TO NASHVILLE


I saw Elvis just the other day
He had his eyes raised to the sky
He was asking for forgiveness
For something bad that he had tried

So, I knelt right down there with him
Just to see what I could see
He said, look in to my pocket
And the truth will set you free

I said, you?re surely still the King
But I think it?s time to be
(I THINK IT?S TIME TO BE)
Ramblin? on in to Nashville

While driving to the Promised Land
I spied an outstretched thumb
The owner piled in to my car
And I was stricken dumb

For there sat Bobby Dylan
In all his majesty
He smiled at my reaction
Which seemed all right to me

He said, there?ll be time for gawking later
Cause I think it?s time to be
(I THINK IT?S TIME TO BE)
Ramblin? on in to Nashville

I said, hey Bob, look up ahead
It?s the skyline from your song
We both could see it clearly
And I said, it won?t be long

The mood became electric
Along with Bobby?s hair
He said, you don?t need no roadmap
I?ll be glad to guide you there

I said, I appreciate your candor
So why don?t you and me
(WHY DON?T YOU AND ME)
Ramble on in to Nashville

Music by Don Merritt
Lyrics by Stevie DuPree
DosOlDudes Music 2004