sons of the palomino - willie & waylon haggard & jones & johnny cash lyrics
everybody’s talking ’bout willie and waylon
haggard and jones and johnny cash
everybody’s walking around this town
saying, “country music, where it’s at?”
everybody’s wearing a cool t+shirt
got an outlaw beard and snakeskin boots
and everybody’s strumming on a old six string
chasing whiskey dreams, ain’t nothing new
but everybody sounds like bruno mars
in these nashville bars and it makes me mad
’cause everybody’s talkin ’bout willie and waylon
and haggard and jones and johnny cash
well, i was in the mood for a little merle
so i requested rainbow stew
and seriously that singer said, “the kitchen closed at two”
then i spit my dip, tipped his jar and told him all about my pain
said, it sure be nice if you boys kick off a “little blue eyes crying in the rain”
he said that he didn’t know it but, he would learn it
before the next time when i come back
yeah, everybody’s talkin’ ’bout willie and waylon
and haggard and jones and johnny cash
everybody’s talkin’ ’bout willie and waylon
haggard and jones and johnny cash
everybody’s walkin’ around this town
and sayin’, “country music, where it’s at?”
everybody’s wearin’ cool t+shirt
got an outlaw beard and snakeskin boots
everybody’s strummin’ an old six strings
chasin’ whiskey dreams, that ain’t nothin’ new
but everybody’s sounds like bruno mars
in these nashville bars and it makes me mad
’cause everybody’s talkin’ ’bout willie and waylon
and haggard and jones and johnny cash
well, i hung my head, a broken man
and i walked back to my truck
i turned on at a.m. radio, hoping that i might hear some buck
but every song was looped with drum machines and sounded like that pop
my girlfriend likes listen to and, h+ll, i just turned it off
i don’t understand what’s happening
it’s like nashville lost its nash
’cause everybody’s talkin’ ’bout willie and waylon
haggard and jones and johnny cash
everybody’s talkin’ ’bout willie and waylon
haggard and jones and johnny cash
everybody’s walkin’ around this town
and sayin’, “country music, where it’s at?”
everybody’s wearin’ cool t+shirt
got an outlaw beard and snakeskin boots
everybody’s strummin’ an old six string
chasin’ whiskey dreams, ain’t nothin’ new
but everybody sounds like bruno mars
in these nashville bars and it makes me mad
’cause everybody’s talkin’ ’bout willie and waylon
and haggard and jones and johnny cash
it makes me mad
it makes me mad
’cause everybody’s talkin’ ’bout willie and waylon
haggard and jones, merle travis
buck owens, patsy cline, dolly parton
marty robbins, hank williams, junior and senior
fair, but everybody sounds like bruno mars in these nashville bars
it makes me mad
yeah, it makes me mad
come on, everybody
sing it with me
everybody’s talkin’ ’bout willie and waylon
haggard and jones and johnny cash
everybody’s talkin’ ’bout willie and waylon
haggard and jones and johnny cash
everybody’s talkin’ ’bout willie and waylon, yeah
haggard and jones and johnny cash
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