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Honky-Tonk Hippies
by LANco
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I was born on Southern ground
Moved to Nashville, Tennessee
Neon lights and broken hearts
Gave me all my melodies
One night I met the record man
Said, "I like your band and I like your sound"
But one thing he don't understand
Buying in, ain't selling out
Yeah, but he found out
I'm a long hair, donkey, son of a gun
I wear my t-shirts with rock 'n' roll bands on the front
And no matter what you've heard
There's just two words that explain me
I'm a honky-tonk hippy
A honky-tonk hippy (yeah)
Cut some tunes under a neon cross
Saddled up and hit the road
Turns out getting found was getting lost
In a 98' Winnebago
People started showing up
Sold out up on that marquee
Throwin' down and lighting up
Man, it's still a mystery what you see in me
'Cause I'm a long hair, donkey, son of a gun
I wear my t-shirts with rock 'n' roll bands on the front
And no matter what you've heard
There's just two words that explain me
I'm a honky-tonk hippy
A honky-tonk hippy (yeah)
I'm a honky-tonk hippy
(I'm) a honky-tonk hippy
Got a big old bus and records on the wall
If it ever fade away
One thing I can promise ya'll
There's one thing that will next change
'Til my dying day
'Til my dying day
'Til my dying day
I'm a long hair, donkey, son of a gun
I wear my t-shirts with rock 'n' roll bands on the front
And no matter what you've heard
There's just two words that explain me
I'm a honky-tonk hippy
I'm a honky-tonk hippy
Yeah, I'm a honky-tonk hippy, hippy, hippy
I'm a honky-tonk hippy (woo)
I was born on Southern ground
Moved to Nashville, Tennessee
Neon lights and broken hearts
Gave me all my melodies
One night I met the record man
Said, "I like your band and I like your sound"
But one thing he don't understand
Buying in, ain't selling out
Yeah, but he found out
I'm a long hair, donkey, son of a gun
I wear my t-shirts with rock 'n' roll bands on the front
And no matter what you've heard
There's just two words that explain me
I'm a honky-tonk hippy
A honky-tonk hippy (yeah)
Cut some tunes under a neon cross
Saddled up and hit the road
Turns out getting found was getting lost
In a 98' Winnebago
People started showing up
Sold out up on that marquee
Throwin' down and lighting up
Man, it's still a mystery what you see in me
'Cause I'm a long hair, donkey, son of a gun
I wear my t-shirts with rock 'n' roll bands on the front
And no matter what you've heard
There's just two words that explain me
I'm a honky-tonk hippy
A honky-tonk hippy (yeah)
I'm a honky-tonk hippy
(I'm) a honky-tonk hippy
Got a big old bus and records on the wall
If it ever fade away
One thing I can promise ya'll
There's one thing that will next change
'Til my dying day
'Til my dying day
'Til my dying day
I'm a long hair, donkey, son of a gun
I wear my t-shirts with rock 'n' roll bands on the front
And no matter what you've heard
There's just two words that explain me
I'm a honky-tonk hippy
I'm a honky-tonk hippy
Yeah, I'm a honky-tonk hippy, hippy, hippy
I'm a honky-tonk hippy (woo)
