It Damn Sure Ain’t Merle

There's been an awful murder
Down on Music Row
I still love old Country
And some good Rock & Roll
Them Record Execs
They done lost their damn mind
They think we're all to old
Deaf, dumb and blind

Now there hippin' and a hoppin'
Got no steel guitar
The songs that they're singin'
They don't come from the heart
They ran off the possum
Now it's gone to the squirrels
They call that shit Country
But it damn sure ain't Merle

It's like Brokeback Mountain
In Nashville these days
The Cowgirls are still pretty
But now most the Cowboys arе Gay
I sure miss ol' Waylon
And I miss John Wayne
Back when Country had balls
And pridе in its name

Now there snappin' and a clappin'
Got no steel guitar
The songs that they're singin'
They don't come from the heart
They ran off the possum
Now it's gone to the squirrels
They call that shit Country
But it damn sure ain't Merle

Now there hippin' and a hoppin'
Got no steel guitar
The songs that they're singin'
They don't come from the heart
They ran off the possum
Now it's gone to the squirrels
They call that shit Country
But it damn sure ain't Merle

They ran off Jamey Johnson
They kept all the squirrels
You can't call that shit Country
It damn sure
It damn sure ain't Merle