It Damn Sure Ain't Merle

This one goes out to all you squirrels

One, two, a-one, two

There's been an awful murder

Down on Music Row

I still love old country

Some good rock and roll

Them record execs

They done lost their damn mind

They think we're all too old

Deaf, dumb, and blind

Now they're hippin' and hoppin'

Got no steel guitar

The songs that they're singin'

They don't come from the heart

They ran off the possum

Now it's gone to the squirrels

They call that shit country

But it damn sure ain't Merle

It's like Brokeback Mountain

In Nashville these days

The cowgirls are still pretty

But now most the cowboys are gay

I sure miss ol' Waylon

And I miss John Wayne

Back when country had balls

And pride in its name

Now they're snappin' and a clappin'

Got no steel guitar

The songs that they're singin'

They don't come from the heart

They ran off the possum

Now it's gone to the squirrels

They call that shit country

But it damn sure ain't Merle

Show 'em how to play country music, boys

Now they're hippin' and a hoppin'

Got no steel guitar

The songs that they're singin'

They don't come from the heart

They ran off the possum

Now it's gone to the squirrels

They call that shit country

But it damn sure ain't Merle

They ran off Jamey Johnson

They kept all the squirrels

You can't call that shit country

And it damn sure

It damn sure ain't Merle