Bringing Country Back

I sat down on a barstool in a beer joint, south of town. I reached down and grabbed my guitar from that old case on the ground A fella walked up in a cowboy hat with a cold one in his hand And said boys what kind of music you Play in your so called honky-tonk band And I said mister We play songs about lovin', cheatin', hurtin', Fightin', drinkin', pickup trucks and mother Songs about lyin', stealin', Good time feelin', honky tonkin', downright southern Payin' all our dues with no paycheck While the right path turns out wrong We're just bottle sippin', guitar pickin', Highway ridin', singin', bringin' country back to country songs Well that cowboy bet us a shot that we ain't got a single Waylon tune He said talk is cheap then he Grabbed a seat at the bar end of the room We fired it up and soon enough we packed the whole damn place It was wall to wall but I'd given it All to see the look on that cowboy's face As we sang about lovin', cheatin', hurtin', Fightin', drinkin', pickup trucks and mother Songs about lyin', stealin', Good time feelin', honky tonkin', downright southern Payin' all our dues with no paycheck While the right path turns out wrong We're just bottle sippin', guitar pickin', Highway ridin', singin', bringin' country back to country songs yeah Not a word was said about that bet til the whiskey hit the stage Guess we proved him wrong with every song we played Songs about lovin', cheatin', hurtin', Fightin', drinkin', pickup trucks and mother Songs about lyin', stealin', Good time feelin', honky tonkin', downright southern Payin' all our dues with no paycheck While the right path turns out wrong We're just bottle sippin', guitar pickin', Highway ridin' singin', bringin' country back to country songs We're just bottle sippin', guitar pickin', Highway ridin' singin', bringin' country back to country songs