If That's Country
Quelle: Spotify
Sraight outta’ Nashville, here’s your next big star
He don’t write the songs he sings, but he knows the words by heart
Wears a cowboy har and some tight blue jeans
And he struts around the stage like he’s the coolest thing you’ve ever seen
(Aw, you gotta’ love him)
He looks like a super model, knows how to strike a pose
And he don’t mind the makeup as long as know one knows
He’s got the crooked grin and talks with a southern drawl
Acts a lot like Toby Keith but sounds a lot like Tim McGraw
But if he’s country I’ll kiss you ass
And throw all my Willie Nelson records in the trash
He’s the same ol’ shit in a slightly different bag
Oh, if he’s country, then country’s pretty bad
I don’t watch CMT, that shit makes me sick
And that ol’ Kenney Chesney, what a hypocrite
He’ll swear he’s country but he lives in the Caribbean
Sings all about the islands now, well what happened to the Tennessean
Oh, if he’s country I’ll kiss you ass
And throw all my Johnny Cash records in the trash
He’s all about image ‘cause image pays the bucks
But if he’s country, well then country really sucks
What happened to the outlaws, who weren’t afraid to cross the line
What happened to the workin’ men who sang the truth about their troubled lives
I was raised in Georgia in a one-red-light-town
And my daddy picked guitar in every honky-tonk around
He taught me all the good stuff, that solid country gold
But, now I love it all from hip-hop to rock n roll
And if I aint’s country then I don’t give a damn
My daddy taught me to be my own kind of man
He said, “Son, you don’t have to go along with the crowd”
So if I ain’t country, well then I’m pretty freakin’ proud
I don’t need their labels, anyhow---Lyrics submitted by Jessica.
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