Lyrics

They can haul you down to the Ryman
March you up the stairs at the backstage door
Decorate you in a Manuel suit
Mousse that hair a little more
Your new single?s the seventh cover
Of a Harlan Howard song
That thin disguise won?t get you by
If you?re not country, country to the bone

Tell-um you was so poor growing up
And daddy listenin? to the radio
Back in school you minored in Merle
And you majored in Jones
You?re praying those boots
Cover up your roots
You sing an old Hank Cochran song
But that lie won?t get you by
If you?re not country, country to the bone

Bridge:
Country is country all night long
You don?t start out pickin? like the ?Playboys?
And wind up soundin? like the Stones
If you?re just putting your mouth
Where the money is you won?t last to long
If you?re not country, country to the bone

Pull your prevost into the alley
A little sweet thang by your side
They check your hat and your wireless
?Cause your stage call?s in five
When your best don?t impress
Throw em? out a George Strait song
They dim the lights on
The ?fly-by-nights?
If you?re not country, country to the bone

Bridge:
Country is country all night long
You don?t start out pickin? like the ?Playboys?
And wind up soundin? like the Stones
If you?re just putting your mouth
Where the money is you won?t last to long
If you?re not country, country to the bone

Tag: Country to the bone