Too Good For Radio

Too Good For Radio

I don’t fear success,

But compromising ain't my gift, I guess.

Hard in the head, big labels said;

Now I'm on my own doing what I do best.

Lucky me, I ain't the only one—

My Playlists full of ones who got it done

In their own way

With integrity from the divebars to the clubs to stadiums

I hope I'm too good for radio,

Like all my modern-day heroes—

Like Cody Jinks and Billy Strings,

From Sunny Sweeney to Hank 3.

Hope I can do it without selling out.

The real ones know what the struggle's about,

Like Amy Ray and Della Mae,

Tyler, Sturgill, and Morgan Wade.

I hope I’m too good for radio.

I wanna make a grand entrance

With my outlaw elegance.

I ain't for sale, so if I fail,

I ain’t kissing ass or chasing trends.

What you see is what you get;

I’ll chase that rabbit; I ain’t on the fence.

I've been around a good while now;

I'm on the outside; I don't need to be in.

Waylon and Willie got us started out;

Jason Isbell did it too, no doubt.

Shooter Jennings, Margo Price,

Stephen Wilson Jr. got it right.

Chris Knight showed me the ropes

With every song that he ever wrote.

Kristofferson, so you know,

Dug the ditches that made the road.

I hope I'm too good for radio.