David Allan Coe If That Ain`t Country - Part 2 Lyrics

If That Ain`t Country - Part 2 Lyrics

Well I'm just an old man now covered with scars
Most of them I got fightin'
in them redneck bars
And A bunch of brand new tattoos that Squench put on
me

He covered up the ones I'd gotten years ago
Back in prison when I
was just Dave Coe
And I wasn't famous then and I wasn't free

You know
I grew up in a three room run down shack
At the foot of the hill by the
railroad track
Where decent folks don't go when the sun goes down

My
daddy worked at the Goodyear tire and rubber company 
And he worked on
cars
My momma went to church and my daddy went to bars
Most people just
called it the hillbilly part of town

I had a '55 Chevy when I was
fifteen
I painted it red cause I was still green
Hell I couldn't even
afford to buy it gas

Had a .410 rifle and a bowie knife to
Red Man
tobacco that I liked to chew
And we'd count the cars when the trains went
past
And if that ain't country i'll kiss your ass

Chorus
If that
ain't country it'll hair lip the pope
If that ain't country it's a damn good
joke
I've been on the Grand Ol Opry and I know Johnny Cash
And if he ain't
country i'll kiss your ass

You know one of my sisters was a lady of the
night
Then one day she saw the light
Now she don't do those things that
she used to do

She never made the funeral when my daddy died
I said
I'd forgive her but I guess I lied
Cause there ain't no way to hide the way
that I feel

Me and my brothers took our sister Diane 
Down to the
funeral home to see the old man
Jimmy was the oldest and Diane she was the
youngest one

Jack and Ray was in the middle and then there was me
And
I'm the one that turned 23
And grew up to be that yankee's rebel
son

Times are changing I heard Bob Dylan say
It's been fifteen now
since my father passed away
But I can still picture him in his
overalls

Standin' around the house where he made his deals
Around the
porch there was a bunch of old wheels
And some used Harley Davidson parts
that he sold for cash

There was fifty holes in an old tin roof
Me and
my family was livin' proof
Everybody called us old poor white trash
And if
that ain't country i'll kiss your ass

Chorus
If that ain't country
it'll hair lip the pope
If that ain't country it's a damn good joke
I've
been on the Grand Ol Opry and I know Johnny Cash
And if he ain't country
i'll kiss your ass

And if that ain't country i'll kiss your ass
And
if that ain't country i'll kiss your ass