you listening you don't know what you're missing from Virginia shores to the Gulf of Mexico Head south to Kentucky, Blue Ridge Mountains if you're lucky from
Old Joe Clark he made his mark when cotton was king And late at night 'neath the shanty light you could hear that banjo ring It would ring out for the
whatever bitter brew your drinking And you spend your life just thinking how to get away No one ever knew there was coal in them mountains Til a man from
this" I'd show it everywhere I go, Jacques Cousteau, Jacques Cousteau I wish I was a cartoon I wish I was Peter Pan Then I could fly away from sorrow
I got rice cooking in the microwave I got a three day beard, I don't plan to shave And it's a goofy thing but I just gotta say, I'm doing all right I
Well, I just talked to Rudy on the p-h-o-n-e, said "it's Saturday night, let's get in t-r-o-u-b-l-e" I said "OK I'll meet you at the country b-a-r",
on Saturday nights with my guitar, I'd sit and play along I knew every word and every note to that Martha White hour theme song Well my folks took a vacation down to Nashville
It ain't love, it ain't money that makes this world turn around When you hit rock bottom you still may not be on the ground I can tell you something
