Country Western Song Songtext

von The Beat Farmers

Did you hear 'bout Anderson the old bum?
Went on a binge drinking white rum
Laid on the tracks 'jes to rest some
He never heard the train-a-comin'

Sing me a country western song-something I can sing along with
Make it fast or play it slow-but bring it way down low
So Sally Ann will know how I feel

Whoa, that dog craps everywhere
Looks like it's time to rearrange some chairs
Let's toss the throw rugs over there
And put a can or two of Glade into the air-there

Sally Ann's new boyfriend, Willie Newmar
Busy puttin' a C.B. in her new car
Didn't have to stick his head out far
For I came down upon him with a crow bar
Whoops-sorry-whoops, whoops-sorry, sorry-whoops again

Where the hell's my country western song?
The one that I can sing around with toward
Make it fast, don't care if it's slow
'Jes bring the thing down low
'Cause Sally Ann needs to know how I feel