Countrier Than Thou, Countrier Than Thou
You weren't raised in a shack so you better not act so
Countrier Than Thou

Some people just don't understand it if you come from 
where the kudzu grows
They think the south is like a planet of peckerwoods 
and bozos
When I was young I picked some tubers even took a swig 
of moonshine
But I never saw so many goobers until the day I crossed 
that line

Countrier Than Thou, Countrier Than Thou
You wasn't born in a cave so you better not behave so
Countrier Than Thou

Down at the bar a-spinnin Haggard he wore a Johnny Reb 
tattoo
Overalls he spat and swaggered, lord he was a Boston 
Jew
He loved bluegrass oh, brother when I said Shania he 
sneered
"That's a word I wouldn't know of We like to keep it 
down-home up here"

Countrier Than Thou, Countrier Than Thou
You aint never read your bible, tell me why's your vibe 
all

Home is nice and Dixie's nice and everyone likes a 
thing that's nice
But everybody likes you better by far when you are what 
you are

Not a hillbilly dilletante, fair weather hick, demi-
something (clyde, clod), faux po'folks, well-
readneck...
Robert-E.-come-lately hayseed wanna-be undercover 
Yankee...
Mississippi Ph. D., Alabamateur, 50% less Tarheel 
armchair Arkansan

He's got a ranch he wears a Stetson he's a hip-shooting 
ex-oil king
He even talks like Buddy Ebsen but he's sitting in the 
West Wing
Frankenstein I'm well aware of but won't somebody 
please explain
How you get a county sherrif walking with a fratboy's 
brain

Countrier Than Thou, Countrier Than Thou
Well you went to Andover What's the banjo fer?
Countrier Than Thou

Yeah, Countrier Than Thou
You wasn't raised in a shack so you better not act so
Countrier Than Thou