Songtexte Listen To A Country Song - Lynn Anderson

It's Saturday night, and my daddy's up late, pickin' with my uncle Bill
The neighbors don't mind, 'cause they have a good time
Sippin' on my pappy's still
Old brother Ben, got a fiddle in his hands, and mama's, on the mandolin
When the music is right, and the band is tight
You wanna see 'em, pick and grin

Well, everybody starts movin', to the sound, of the guitar strums
Everybody starts grooving', to the beat, of the rhythm and drums
So, come on along, let yourself really go, rock to the music, and fun
Sip that wine, and have a really good time, and listen, to a country song

Old sheriff Brown, he never comes around, knockin' on a cold backdoor
As a matter of fact, you can find him out back, pickin' on his old banjo
My brother Jack, sneaks up from the back, tryin' to get to sister Sue
Well, she throws him on the ground, without turnin' around
She knows a little jujitsu

Well, everybody starts movin', to the sound, of the guitar strums
Everybody starts groovin', to the beat, of the rhythm and drums
So, come on along, let yourself really go, rock to the music, and fun
Sip that wine, and have a really good time, and listen, to a country song

Well, everybody starts movin', to the sound, of the guitar strums
Everybody starts groovin', to the beat, of the rhythm and drums
So, come on along, let yourself really go, rock to the music, and fun
Sip that wine, and have a really good time, and listen, to a country song

Just sip that wine, and have a really good time, and listen, to a country song