Chorus?She was a Nashville honeyno room no car no money Ok I got four more lines before I could stop then I remembered the rules :D 

Ahh but someone else may come up with a direction I didn't think of.  That's the beauty of these things.  :)

Ok here's the rest of it.  Keep it or sweep it. she came to town to make the roundsbelting out that Country soundthinking stardom could be foundbut all that getting knocked aroundput her feet back on the ground

Or this could replace some lines and be more repetative  She was a Nashville honeyno room no car no money

Or someone could come up with something entirely different :)

Looks like it didn't paste right and my fix didn't take.It should have read:she came to town to make the roundsbelting out that Country soundthinking stardom could be foundbut all that getting knocked aroundput her feet back on the ground

SO...altogether it's (too long?)She was a Nashville honeyno room no car no moneyshe came to town to make the roundsbelting out that Country soundthinking stardom could be foundbut all that getting knocked aroundput her feet back on the ground

Sorry for any confusion caused by my inherent ineptitude.

She got a weird double spacefrom her copy and paste so she made a faceand it looked like this    > <  /---\But I digress

Ok, please continue

"A Cold Night in Nashville"?

I like the vibe!  Nice job.

Yes, I like that. Are you saying (from your previous post) that verse two needs a rewrite to make it fit?

V2Finally she got them good, she was Nashville’s starDespite it all she’d gone far  Finds herself in a spot light, in front of the worldNo more huddles in the parkShe made her mind up things would changeIn spite of what she’s heard them say   Something like that???

PS Needs a fiddle...maybe?

Cool!  I knew Bonanza (Heard Johnny Cash sing it), I love Lucy, The Andy Griffith show, and MASH had lyrics but not the others.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bczfyoafHBk

One of my approaches is to never use any hard rhymes, unless I just can't find any soft ones that do the job........Gus

It was a cold night in NashvilleAs she stepped out of the cabFree spirit, hiding from lifeAn angel in olive drab.   Sat on a bench in Bradley ParkWaiting for sunrise in the darkKnowing the odds weren't good todayStill, hoping that things were gonna change   "You've given good service" She'd heard them sayBut what  good was that  when she  looked at yesterday Suddenly her thoughts began to raceAs a line of sweat ran down her faceShe'd never faced the world aloneAnd now she was so far from home

(I think one person should write the chorus, seeing as it's usually a "train of thought") ((just a suggestion))