Let me tell you about the place I live
A sweet southern town with a lot to give
Raised up on the fiddle and steel guitar
Solid gold records and honky-tonk bars
There's a whole lot of money running through
these streets They come from all around to try and get a
piece Come on down here and get your fill
If the whiskey don't get you then the music will
Living in Cacheville,
small town,
big city Making big bucks,
getting crunk,
getting busy
Living in Cacheville,
it ain't L.A.,
but man we're getting paid
Rocking in Cacheville,
out all night Lost in the glow of lower Broadway lights
It ain't New York,
but we sure do get our thrills
Living in Cacheville
Chrome dripping off my pickup truck In the
back of the cab you can hear that thump
Pretty little thing in the shotgun seat I
cock the wheels on the Chevy in the middle
of the street Down the printer's alley gonna buy the ball
Throw a couple hundred in a tip jar *** a guitar,
take over the stage
And if you miss it you can catch me on the pump mains
Living in Cacheville,
small town,
big city Making big bucks,
getting crunk,
getting busy
Living in Cacheville,
it ain't L.A.,
but man we're getting paid
Rocking in Cacheville,
out all night Lost in the glow of lower Broadway lights
It ain't New York,
but we sure do get our thrills
Living in Cacheville
We're gettin' that,
we're gettin' money LIving in Cacheville
Small town,
big city Making big bucks,
getting crunk,
getting busy
It ain't LA,
but man we're getting paid Rocking in Cashville,
out all night
Lost in the blow of lower Broadway lights It ain't New York,
but we sure do get our
thrills Living in Cashville,
oh yeah