when we're under the grass And God's got a Heaven for country trash And God's got a Heaven for country trash And I'll be doing all right for country trash
all be equal under the grass And God's got a heaven for Country Trash And God's got a heaven for Country Trash I'll be doing alright for Country Trash
Vertaling: Johnny Cash. Land Trash.
ll all be equal under the grass And God's got a heaven for Country Trash And God's got a heaven for Country Trash I'll be doing alright for Country Trash
't country it'll hairlip the pope If that ain't country it's a damn good joke I've seen the Grand Ole Opry and I've met Johnny Cash If that ain't country
Johnny Cash With a pink guitar Someday she's gonna play it up there on Opry stage Soon you'll see her hangin' next to Minnie Pearl's hat In the country
country ill kiss your ass Throw all my Johnny Cash records in the trash He?s all about image cuz image pays the bucks, Aw but if he?s country, well
chills my bones And I've talked trash with Johnny Cash And I've sung with George Jones And I have played on the Opry stage Where the country legends stood
rock. Yeah, she's closer to the bottom but she's headed for the top. She's got a dream to be a star dressed in black like Johnny Cash, with a pink guitar
's country ill kiss your ass Throw all my Johnny Cash records in the trash He's all about image cuz image pays the bucks, Aw but if he's country, well
'Freebird' chills my bones And I've talked trash with Johnny Cash And I've sung with George Jones And I have played on the Opry stage Where the country
sound Not those fuckers you hear on Radio Country, that sodomizin' beast Radio Country's been killin' me They don't play Hank Williams or Old Johnny Cash
