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Written by: Barry P. Foley
Copyright @ 14 April 2001
Thirty years in Country Music, everyday I hear the same old thang
What ya doing hanging round here boy, the way you pick and sang
Why ain’t you down in Nashville, on that Grand Ole Opry show
You never believe the looks I get, when I say I don’t wanna go
Chorus
I don’t wanna go to Nashville, I don’t need that place
I’m too old and I’m too round, and I ain’t got a baby face
They can’t market my ole ass, I never was James Dean
I ain’t got perfect hair or wear size 32 blue jeans
Started out like everyone, and I was a Haggard fan
I learned the words to every song Merle wrote about that Working Man
Forty years of country music, the tradition was solid gold (carved in stone)
But today’s another story, that why I don’t wanna go
Repeat Chorus
Well them damn Yankee radio folks, they tell us what’s a hit
And they calling it New Country, but I don’t buy that bit
You’ll never hear the Opry stars on the Country radio
That’s just one of a thousand reasons, why I don’t wanna go
Repeat Chorus
So I’m not fighting the system down on Music Row
I’m a bigger fish in a smaller pond, so the story goes
Me and SOME good ole boys running up and down the road
Just keeping it country, paying our dues on another show
Repeat Chorus
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I ain’t got perfect hair or wear size 32 blue jean