Rock 'n My Country

Charlie went down to Georgia
 He was looking to make a deal
 He heard a southern band singing ramblin man
 Playing guitars of steel
 It was Travis, Hank, Merle and Mick
 Singing about them honky tonk women
 Walyon and Willie, Coe and Cash
 Just trying to make a living
 It wasn't about fame, it wasn't about money
 Just outlaws putting some rock in their country
 The king made the young girls scream
 In a pair of blue suede shoes
 Heard Clapton, Earl and Stevie Ray
 Just playing them delta blues
 Ronnie sang me home sweet home
 Talkin' 'bout Alabama
 Outlaws, 38 and Hatch
 You got me flirting with distaster
 Them Van Zant boys they was on to somethin'
 Just outlaws putting some rock in their country
 It was born down in the bayou
 Raised out in the streets
 Simple songs I could sing along to
 That made me stomp my feet
 Yeah my hair is long and I may look funny
 But I still love some rock in my country
 Yeah it all sounds good to me
 I like country in my rock
 And rock in my country
 She rolled on down the highway
 Yeah, Janis and Bobbie McGee
 Singing la la la la la la la la la
 Yeah sure sounded good to me
 It ain't about the fame, the glamour or the money
 She's just a bad girl putting some rock in her country
 If the music biz left it up to me
 I'd keep country in my rock and rock in my country