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Would you please play A real country song? Where's your conscience? What's the problem? Speak up and say what's wrong Play Loretta Or some Conway Some Haggard and George Jones Mr. DJ Can't you please play A real country song? I miss that station I grew up on W.S.M. When it was real, and country to the bone And heartfelt stories in every song Now don't rock it if you can swing it Let Bob Wills take me home Hey, Mr. DJ Could you please play A real country song? Now in recent years, y'all things sure have changed So quick that we've barely even noticed But it's plain to see that pretty soon there's gonna be No country legends walking here among us Just like the drive-in picture shows And the Mom and Pop stores Right soon all of them are gonna be gone Just like the DJ when he plays A real country song I miss that station I grew up on K.I.K.K. When it was real and country to the bone And heartfelt stories in every song And I don't rock it if you can't swing it Let Bob Wills take me home Hey, Mr. DJ Can't you please play A real country song? Now I don't rock it if you can't swing it Let Bob Wills take me home Hey, Mr. DJ Can't you please play A real country song?
Writer(s): Dale Watson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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