I Ain't Goin' Country

She had her heels dug in by the side of the bar
I said I think I gat a light on me
She said now we can pick bones but we wouldn't get far
I said I think I got some fight in me

She said she hated country music but she loved her rock and roll
She said she heard before all the lyrics that I stole
I said pardon me, when were you put in control?

Well I played another set and to her utter dismay
Threw in a Waylon Jennings lick
I could tell by her look she thought she had me figured out
Just a rocker tryin' to be a hick
I said I come from a place that I think you should know
I was raised on Wilf Carter, weaned on Hank Snow
Blues and country had a baby and they named it rock and roll
Now I ain't goin' country, I'm just goin' home

Heck, now even The Rolling Stones played Sweet Virginia
Tear down those flimsy walls, I know you got it in ya
My guitar never steers me wrong, it still the same old song
I ain't goin' country, I'm just goin' home

Now even The Rolling Stones sang Wild Horses
We can make music you and me, if we just joined forces
My guitar never steers me wrong, it still the same old song
I ain't goin' country, I'm just goin' home



Words and music ©1993 Kevin Jollimore