If That Ain't Country
David Allan Coe
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This is a song I wrote about my father Donald Mahan Coe Jr My daddy passed away on August the ninth, seven years ago This is a song about my father Well the old man was covered with tattoos and scars He got some in prison and others in bars The rest he got workin' on old junk cars in the daytime Now they looked like tombstones in our yard And I never seen him when he wasn't tired and mean Well he sold used parts to make ends meet Covered with grease from his head to his feet Cussin' the sweat and the Texas heat and mosquiters And the neighbors said we lived like hicks But they brung their cars for my pa to fix anyhow Well he was veteran-proud tried and true He'd fought 'til his heart was black and blue And I don't know how he'd made it through the hard times He bought our house on the GI Bill But it wasn't worth all he had to kill to get it He drank Pearl in a can and Jack Daniels black Chewed tobacco from a mail pouch sack And he had an old dog that was trained to attack sometimes Why he'd get drunk and mean as a rattlesnake And there wasn't too much that he would take from a stranger There were thirteen kids and a bunch of dogs A house full of chickens and a yard full of hogs I spent the summertime cuttin' up logs for the winter Tryin' like the devil to find the Lord Workin' like a slave for my room and board Coal-burin' stoves no natural gas If that ain't country, I'll kiss your ass If that ain't country, it'll hairlip the pope If that ain't country, it's a damn good joke I've been on the Grand Ole Opry and I know Johnny Cash And if he ain't country, I'll kiss your ass Well my mama sold eggs at a grocery store And my oldest sister was a first-rate whore My daddy said she couldn't come home anymore and he meant it Now Mama she was old far beyond her time And her hair was grey and I've seen her cryin' She was talkin' 'bout junior, said he was dyin' in prison Why she told all the neighbors he was off to the war He was fightin' for courage, he was good to the core and she was proud Now our house was a graveyard for automobiles And around the porch was a bunch of old wheels And some used Harley Davidson parts that we sold for cash There was fifty holes in an old tin roof Me and my family was livin' proof And everybody called me old poor white trash And if that ain't country, I'll kiss your ass If that ain't country, it'll hairlip the pope If that ain't country, it's a damn good joke I've been on the Grand Ole Opry and I know Johnny Cash, mmm And if he ain't country, I'll kiss your ass And I'm dreamin' tonight of my blue eyes Concernin' the grey speckled bird I didn't know God made honky tonk angels And went back to the wild side of life
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Written by: Deborah Coe, Fred Spears
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