Real Country Song - Live

Yeah
Mr. DJ, can't you please play
A real country song
Where's your conscience
Hey, what's the problem
Y'all speak up and you tell him what's wrong

Play Loretta or some Conway
Some Haggard and George Jones, yeah
Mr. DJ, can't you please play
A real country song, alright

I miss that station I grew up on
W.S.M.
It was real, it was country to the bone
And heartfelt stories in every song

Don't you rock it, not when you could swing it
Let Bob Wills take me home
Hey Mr. DJ, can't you please play
A real country song, yes it ought, God bless you

Now in recent years, y'all, things sure have changed
So quick, we barely noticed
But it's plain to see that pretty soon there's gonna be
No country legends walkin' here among us

Like the drive-in picture shows and the Mom and Pop stores
It kinda looks like they'll be gone
Just like the DJ when he dared to play
A real country song, yes sir, now here we go

I miss that station I grew up on
K.I.K.K.
It was real, it was country, bloodied to the bone
Heartfelt stories in every song

Now don't you rock it when you could swing it
Let Bob Wills take me home
Hey Mr. DJ, can't you please play
A real country song, yes sir

Hey, don't rock it now when you can swing it
Let Bob Wills take me home
Hey Mr. DJ, can't you please play
A real country song

Well done, man, oh man
Marie, how are you darlin'?
I tell you what, I... that's... you oughta know what I like
Woah, ok... I plan on a, on a doin' songs that... some cover songs
Some old songs that maybe we all wanna hear recorded again
And I'd like to record again, but also I don't want make this just
An album with of bunch of songs I already recorded 'cause y'all spend good money to buy them records
I don't wanna have to record 'em again just to waste your money
So I'm gonna do a lot of new songs tonight as well, and...
But that don't mean y'all can holler and yell what you wanna hear