Check Cashin' Country

Rolling down the road in the heart of Texas

Driving, band playing country western

Driving all night, trying to make the next gig

Sure ain't getting any rest here

With the high wind blowing, Lord, above me

On the telephone, saying, don't cry, honey

Trying to make enough to keep the motor running

Sure ain't in it for the money

This ain't check cashin' country

Ain't check cashin' country

The nights are getting long and the miles are showing

Life of a country rock and roll band

Looking out for the highway patrol man

Love to stick around, we gotta go, man

Wake up to the sound of the tires on the highway

Pull into a truck stop, pour me a coffee

Lord knows the miles that have gone behind me

Sure ain't in it for the money

This ain't check cashin' country

Ain't check cashin' country, no

Out here that tip jar's gotta jangle

'Cause we ain't got a single on the radio

We make 'em dance wherever we go

Trying to turn a nickel to solid country gold

It goes T for Texas and Tennessee

We got miles to cover and places to be

The highway's the only kinda life for me

Sure ain't in it for the money

This ain't check cashin' country

Ain't check cashin' country, no, no, no

Out here that tip jar's gotta jangle

'Cause we ain't got a single on the radio

We make 'em dance wherever we go

Trying to turn a nickel to solid country gold

It goes T for Texas and Tennessee

We got miles to cover and places to be

If y'all don't two step then we don't eat

Sure ain't out here for the money

This ain't check cashin' country

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Check cashin' country

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Country

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Country, oh

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Said, check cashin' country

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No, no