Josh Ritter - A Country Song (original recording) lyrics
[Josh Ritter - A Country Song original recording lyrics]
Picture they took of you in your cowboy hat
Makes you look like you are one of the boys
Out on a Saturday night
Meanwhile on the outskirts of the dance hall
I'm a joke that you'd probably enjoy
On the outside of Memphis all
The building look big
And the white picket fences all dare
To charge around the lawn
And hold their heads up high when
My headlights find them out
They'll be the first to put their hands
In the air with my radio on
Singing a country song soft and low
Oh when I've got a worried mind I know
I hear the ghost of Patsy Cline
On the Grand Old Opry Show
Living on the edge of the city limit line
This is where the boundary finally ends
And I swear that we're the last living
Souls in a populated ghost town
All the billboards are our best friends
Which way did our last chance go and can we
Get out if we go right now?
It seems that with the malls
And the mega-church stadiums
We would get out if we knew
Just how with the radio on
Standing in line to get my
Self help book signed off
On by the reverend who
Shouts to the converted
Have mercy on this boy he did
It all by the book
But still kind of has his doubts
Oh you look pretty good in that jonquil dress
But, your smile is a wooden nickel's pride
And I know that it ain't worth much
But I feels good to touch
And I think that I could dance if
I tried with your radio on
Oh when I've got a worried mind I know
I hear the ghost of Patsy Cline
On the Grand Old Opry Show
Makes you look like you are one of the boys
Out on a Saturday night
Meanwhile on the outskirts of the dance hall
I'm a joke that you'd probably enjoy
On the outside of Memphis all
The building look big
And the white picket fences all dare
To charge around the lawn
And hold their heads up high when
My headlights find them out
They'll be the first to put their hands
In the air with my radio on
Singing a country song soft and low
Oh when I've got a worried mind I know
I hear the ghost of Patsy Cline
On the Grand Old Opry Show
Living on the edge of the city limit line
This is where the boundary finally ends
And I swear that we're the last living
Souls in a populated ghost town
All the billboards are our best friends
Which way did our last chance go and can we
Get out if we go right now?
It seems that with the malls
And the mega-church stadiums
We would get out if we knew
Just how with the radio on
Standing in line to get my
Self help book signed off
On by the reverend who
Shouts to the converted
Have mercy on this boy he did
It all by the book
But still kind of has his doubts
Oh you look pretty good in that jonquil dress
But, your smile is a wooden nickel's pride
And I know that it ain't worth much
But I feels good to touch
And I think that I could dance if
I tried with your radio on
Oh when I've got a worried mind I know
I hear the ghost of Patsy Cline
On the Grand Old Opry Show