I'm a record-buyin', flag-flyin', blame it on your cheatin'-lyin'
Heart of glass, honky-tonk girl
I'm a hell raisin' Jesus-praisin'
Ain't no stranger to the rain
But ready to rock your world
Red dress, white trash
Blame it on my roots back under the Van Lear hills
High hair, low brow
Baby let me show you how good country feels
We need a Country Music Revival
Old tradition survival
If you need a melody to save your soul
Call Willy, Hank, Waylon, Strait, Johnny and Jones
Let's hear the ladies make some noise
For the mommas who raised their babies to be cowboys
Give me that old stage, old ways
Tag on the hat
A little dirt floor stompin' yeah you know where it's at
Turn up the fiddle and the steel
We need a Country Music Revival
Old tradition survival
If you need a melody to get you through
Call Emmy Lou, Kitty, Reba, Dolly and June
