Country Music

A Sunday stroll, a hand to hold
A long drive on a Friday night
Through the Bama Shoals
In a classic Buick
Yeah, He’s Country Music
A forty hour week, 'til his fingers bleed
Four hungry mouths, he sleeps on the couch but they got what they need
He pushes on through it
Yeah He’s Country Music
He’s everything Hank sang about
A Sunday morning coming down
Twin fiddles and a steel guitar
A George Jones song and a smoky bar
He’s Country Music
Light of my life, walking the line
A summer rain to ease my pain
Like a Haggard line, just about to lose it
Yeah, She’s Country Music
She’s everything Hank sang about
A Sunday morning coming down
She’s twin fiddles and a steel guitar
A George Jones song and a smoky bar
She’s Country Music
Some kind of honky-tonk angel
Always singing me back home
Everything Hank sang about
A Sunday morning coming down
Twin fiddles and a steel guitar
A George Jones song and a smoky bar
He’s Country Music
Yeah, She’s Country Music