Vertaling: Lambchop. De daling van de Country And Western Civilization.
I can't play guitar Be a country star Be a country star I could never be a country star And leave without a trace You dreamed you met Merle Haggard A country
Well I hate Nathan Bedford Forrest He?s the featured artist in the devil?s chorus And damn they?re looking ugly to me Damn they?re looking ugly to
: Maybe one day I'll be able to realize that I should just give up and let go of the better days we had that you so proudly just threw it all away. Something
life is more exciting But I was raised on country sunshine I was raised on country sunshine Oh, oh, I was raised on country sunshine I was raised on country
and kill every litter (Like that) No country for young men (No) It's just a ball of confusion (No) No country for young men (No) Your world is just
Flame of The West By Big Country. --------------------------------- A stranger came by traveling He went to every door He said he'd lost his people
With a crooked smile and a heart-shaped face Comes from the West country where the birds sing bass She's got a house-big heart where we all live Plead
With a crooked smile and a heart-shaped face Comes from the west country where the birds sing bass She's got a house-big heart where we all live And plead
dear your nights have always been sincere And it really makes me happy knowin' I'm your country girl Yes it really makes me happy knowin' I'm your country
been home yesterday Yesterday... Country roads...take me home To the place...I belong West Virginia...Mountain momma Take me home...country roads Country
come and find me, Nemo If I was at the club you know I ball, chemo Drop the mixtape that shit sounded like a album Who'da thought a country wide tour
called Johnny Otis took Bo Diddleys rhythm He changed it into handjive and it went like this In a little old country town one day A little old country
to me Ghetto, might as well be another country Hurry oh oh oh, might as well be another country When you look around You live in another country too
cerebro I'm a ass, ass, ass I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm a ass, ass, ass Sawdust songs of the plaid bartenders Western Unions of the country westerns Silver foxes
love call me love cause love is gonna getcha I'ma getcha I'm like B.J. my Arm is Strong and I Stretch ya Styles from East to West, all across the country
blown up the West End, now it's spreading throughout the city A bomb in Wardour Street, it's blown up the city Now it's spreading through the country
If I could look across the country From California to New Jersey Then I would count the parks and lake resorts And number all the jets and airports All