Outside The Nashville City Limits by Joan Baez Outtalked. In the slowest drawl I had ever heard, the man said "Come with me, If y'all wanna see the prettiest place, in all of Tennessee." He poured us each a glass of wine, and a-walking we did go, Along fallen leaves and crackling ice, where a tiny brook did flow He knew every inch of the land, and Lord he loved it so But the thing that I remember, on that cold day in December Was that my eyes were brimming over, as we walked. He set (guitartabs.cc)