Country DJ's know that I'm an outlaw
They'd never come to see me in this dive,
where bikers stare at cowboys, who are laughin at the hippies
who are prayin they'll get out of here alive.
Loudmouth in the corners gettin to me,
talkin bout my earrings and my hair,
I guess he aint read the signs that say I've been to prison,
someone oughta warn him 'fore I knock him off his chair.
Cause my long hair just can't cover up my redneck,
I've won every fight I've ever fought.
And I don't need some turkey tellin me that I aint country,
Sayin' I aint worth the damned 'ol ticket that he bought.

Cause I can sing all them songs about Texas,
and I still do all the sad ones that I know
they tell me, I look like Merle Haggard,
and sound alot like David Allan Coe.

And the Bar-maid in the last town that we played in,
knew the words to every song I'd wrote,
She said Jimmy Rabbit turned her on to my last album,
just about the time the jukebox broke.
Yeah Johnny Cash helped me get out of prison,
long before Rodrica stole that goat,
I've been a Rhinestone Cowboy for so long I can't remember,
And I can do ya every song Hank Williams ever wrote.

And I can sing all them songs about Texas,
and I still do all the sad ones that I know
I can't help it, I look like Merle Haggard,
and I sound alot like David Allan Coe.

But the country DJ's all think I'm an outlaw,
and they'd never come to see me in this dive,
where bikers stare at cowboys, who are laughin at the hippies
who are prayin they'll get out of here alive.
Loudmouth in the corners gettin to me,
talkin bout my earrings and my hair....(fades out)