〈Verse〉
Well, I have to go to Nashville
To hear country anymore
In the city’s and the sleepy towns
It’s hurtin shore to shore
From Australia to the coast of France
It’s the latest thing
It’s heard all around the world
And Country music’s King
〈Solo〉
〈Verse〉
They call them back porch pickers
Ole Hank and Roy and Merle
Ernest Tubb and our sweet love
Cousin Minnie Pearl
They tried to keep the lid on
Those cookin boys and girls
But when that pot blew, Country stew
Spread all around the world
〈Chorus
It’s heard all around the world
And Country music’s King
From the fiddles in the delta
To that good old western swing
And the pickers up in Nashville
That make the guitars sing
It’s heard all around the world
And Country music’s King
〈Solo〉
Country music sings the blues
Or it can rock and roll
And Mo town doesn’t hold
The copy writes to soul
The best one thing about country
That sets us apart
Our music tells a story
That comes straight from the heart
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Erin Hay Lyrics – Country Music’s King