Too Rock for Country, Too Country for Rock and Roll Songtext

von Lonnie Mack

Grew up in the 50s with a guitar in my hand,
With the Grand Old Opry, Jimmy Reed and Bobby Blue Bland.
Everybody asked me what I play, everywhere I go.
I say I'm too rock for country, too country for rock and roll.

Well, my brother's in the Army with a country western band.
But I'm setting home, playing music with my old man.
When my uncle came to visit, he turned me on to Soul,
Now I'm too rock for country, too country for rock and roll.

So I'll just keep on playing
The songs I love to play.
That's all that matters any way.
Sometimes I think I'm standing in the middle of the road,
Cause I'm too rock for country, too country for rock and roll.

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Well I'm too rock for country, too country for rock and roll.
But the whole joint's jumping and they keep on begging for more.
Cause when you're out there on the floor,
It don't matter which way it goes.
It ain't too rock for country, too country for rock and roll.

Yeah, when you're out there on the floor,
It don't matter which way it goes.
It ain't too rock for country, too country for rock and roll.