Take all the stars
On Hollywood Boulevard
'Cause there ain't no shame in being poor or working hard
He raised his eyes to the neon Jesus at the Sunday choir
And waved goodbye to warm his hands by a petrol fire

Treating us all as equal
And breathing all the same air
Don't you love all the people?
God, I miss all the people
I wanna see all the sequels
The terrible and the fair
Don't you love all the peoplе?
God, I miss all the people

I still bеlieve in love and work and music, babe
After fifty years of blood and hurt, you gotta use it, babe
Before you lose it, babe
Hold your friends, tell them you love 'em
Maybe it's Tennessee, maybe it's me, maybe it's nothing
Whatever

Treating us all as equal
Breathing all the same air
Don't you love all the people?
God, I miss all the people
I wanna see all the sequels
The terrible and the fair
Don't you love all the people?
God, I miss all the people

Oh, Nashville, I'm dying
Don't apologise if you're trying
No dancing, no pubs
No one I love
No lying anymore
Oh, Nashville, it's my birthday
I almost lost my mind in L. A
The endless miles of blue
Blue skies never touched you, babe
Oh, Nashville, I'm dying
Don't apologise if you're trying
No dancing, no pubs
No one I love
No lying anymore
Oh, Nashville, it's my birthday
I almost lost my mind in L. A
The endless miles of blue
Blue skies never touched you, babe
Yeah