Biography:
Robbie Fulks is an alt country artist originally from Raleigh, North Carolina but is a longtime Chicago, Illinois resident. He has been active for many years and is still recording and performing music. Fulks is known for his disdain of mainstream modern country and the country music industry, as exemplified by his scorching rebuke of Nashville titled "Fuck This Town." His live performances feature improvised rearrangments of his original songs, off-the-cuff musical humor, and covers of songs by Michael Jackson and Cher, among others.
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Intro: A A F9 E9
A A7
Well, I came down to Nashville in 1993
D A
'Cause my friend Jim said Nashville had money growin' right on the trees
E A F9 E9
So I thought I'd go pick some, and I don't mean musically.
A A7
Now it's 4 years later, and I'm wonderin' where I went wrong
D A
Shook a lotta hands, ate a lotta lunch, wrote a lotta dumbass songs
E A F9 E9
But I couldn't get a break in Nashville, if I tried my whole life long
A A7
So, fuck this town...fuck this town
D D9 A
Fuck it end-to-end, fuck it up and down
E C6
Can't get noticed -- can't get found -- can't get a cut, so
B B6 A
Fuck this town.
Hey, this ain't country-western!
It's just soft-rock feminist crap!
And I thought they'd struck bottom back back in the days of Ronnie Milsap
Now they can't stop the flood of assholes: there ain't a big enough ASCAP.
Sure, I like old Tim Carroll, and BR5-49
But Nashville don't need that noise, no,
Nashville'll do just fine
As long as there's a moron market
And a faggot in a hat to sign.
A
Fuck this town! Fuck this town!
E C B B6 A G# A7(B5)
Fuck...this...town.
A A7
Well, I came down to Nashville in 1993
D A
'Cause my friend Jim said Nashville had money growin' right on the trees
E A F9 E9
So I thought I'd go pick some, and I don't mean musically.
A A7
Now it's 4 years later, and I'm wonderin' where I went wrong
D A
Shook a lotta hands, ate a lotta lunch, wrote a lotta dumbass songs
E A F9 E9
But I couldn't get a break in Nashville, if I tried my whole life long
A A7
So, fuck this town...fuck this town
D D9 A
Fuck it end-to-end, fuck it up and down
E C6
Can't get noticed -- can't get found -- can't get a cut, so
B B6 A
Fuck this town.
Hey, this ain't country-western!
It's just soft-rock feminist crap!
And I thought they'd struck bottom back back in the days of Ronnie Milsap
Now they can't stop the flood of assholes: there ain't a big enough ASCAP.
Sure, I like old Tim Carroll, and BR5-49
But Nashville don't need that noise, no,
Nashville'll do just fine
As long as there's a moron market
And a faggot in a hat to sign.
A
Fuck this town! Fuck this town!
E C B B6 A G# A7(B5)
Fuck...this...town.
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