Standing on the corner   With a nickel or a dime   There use to be a rail car   To take you down the line      Too much beer and whiskey   To ever be employed   And when I got to Nashville   It was too much soldiers joy      Wasted on the wayside   Wasted on the way   If I don?t go tomorrow   You know I?m gone today      Back, baby, back in time   I wanna go back when you were mine   Back, baby, back in time   I wanna go back when you were mine      Black highway all night ride   Watching the times fall away to the side   Clear channel way down low   Is comin? in loud and my mind let go      Peaches in the summertime   Apples in the fall   If I can?t have you all the time   I won?t have none at all      Oh, I wish I was in Frisco   In a brand new pair of shoes   'Cause I?m sittin? here in Nashville   With Norman?s Nashville blues      So come all you good time rounders   Listenin? to my sound   And drink a round to Nashville   Before they tear it down      Back, baby, back in time   I wanna go back when you were mine   Back, baby, back in time   I wanna go back when you were mine      Hard weather, drivin? slow   Buggies and the hats in town for the show   Oh darlin', the songs they played   All I got left is the love we made      Back, baby, back in time   I wanna go back when you were mine   Back, baby, back in time   I wanna go back when you were mine