Country And Western - Tim McGraw

We are the black haired girls

With the streaks of red

And 10,000 sky-blue seats

In an open air shed

Hearin' that thunder bass drum kick

As the amplifiers scream

We are the neon midnight riders

On a field of broken dreams

Long as the good lords willin' and the creek don’t rise

Beer needs chillin' and the baby cries

Hearts get shot by Cupid’s arrow

The road to heaven is straight and narrow

Long as there’s sawdust on that old dance floor

And love still hides behind closed doors

Steel guitars keeps on ringin'

Waylon and Willie keep on singin'

If you can swing it, if you can sway it

You can bet we’ll keep on playin'

Long as the wheel in the sky still turns

We are country and western

Country and western

The sundress girls, in the cowboy boots

The Wall Street guy, with that Neil McCoy tattoo

The backroad Buck and Merle traditionalists

Whole lotta love and never been kissed

The storytellers, city dwellers

Four on the floor, with fine wine cellars

Spreadin' those blankets on the lawn

With a bucket of suds singin'

Long as the good lords willin' and the creek don’t rise

Beer needs chillin' and the baby cries

Hearts get shot by cupid’s arrow

The road to heaven is straight and narrow

Long as there’s sawdust on that old dance floor

And love still hides behind closed doors

Steel guitars keeps on ringin'

Waylon and Willie keep on singin'

If you can swing it, if you can sway it

You can bet we’ll keep on playin'

Long as the wheel in the sky still turns

We are country and western

We’re all country and western

We’re northern and southern

Sisters and brothers

Motor City down to Mississippi

Vegas lights to Atlantic City, yeah

Long as there’s sawdust on that old dance floor

And love still hides behind closed doors

Steel guitars keeps on ringin'

Waylon and Willie keep on singin'

If you can swing it, if you can sway it

You can bet we’ll keep on playin'

Long as the wheel in the sky still turns

We are country and western

Fiddle and strings in the boombox beat

We’re all country and western

Hip-hop flat tops and flip-flop feet

We’re all country and western

Two lane roads to the city streets

We’re all country and western

Makin' the bitter, baby, just a little more sweet

We are country and western