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Country My Ass
(from Dale Watson's "Live in London")


He ain't even near twenty, 
but he says he's seen plenty of hard times 
'Cause he's been on his bus for 5 days 
and in his hotel for 5 nights 
And his satellite dish is broken 
and the new band is treatin' him mean
And there's still another week to go 
and he misses that karaoke machine

That's country my ass 
Who do they think we am
Force feed us that shit 
Ain't you real tired of it
Tell 'em stick it up high 
Where the sun don't shine 
Get pissed and get mad 
'Cause that's country my ass

Now she's out there too 
and she's got her own secrets too 
She can't sing a lick, and in a bucket 
she couldn't carry her tunes 
Now wait a minute - she's pretty as a picture 
and she's got a real nice set of...WITS 
and she misses her producer/boyfriend 
who seduced her, uhh produced her, a hit

That's country my ass 
Who do they think we am
Force feed us that shit 
Ain't you real tired of it
Tell 'em stick it up high 
Where the sun don't shine 
Get pissed and get mad 
Tell 'em - that's country my ass

Now don't get me wrong, 
to each his own, I believe 
But they've took the soul 
outta what means a whole lot to me 

And I can see Hank and Lefty, 
they're spinning around in their graves 
And if they were here now, 
I think yall know what they'd say - don't ya
 
That's country my ass 
Who do they think we am
Force feed us that shit 
Ain't you real tired of it
Tell 'em stick it up high 
Where the sun don't shine 
We're pissed and we're mad 
'Cause that's country my ass

We're pissed and we're mad 
'Cause that's country my ass


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