Don't Call It Country Lyrics

Well the boys just got back in town

Went to Texas and they changed their sound

Found a fiddle and a pedal steel

Got some twang and a low-down feel

They'd like to find a scene that fits

But one word they must omit

Their agent he told 'em bluntly

Don't call it country

Yeah there's rockabilly, red dirt, outlaw, Americana

Chicken pickin', old-timey, honkytonk, Louisiana

Cosmic, cajun, western swing, and soul

Yeah there's alt-folk, new folk, stomp folk, true folk

Muddy roots, jug band, gospel, zydeco

And Texan or Tejano

And there's bluegrass, new-grass, jam-grass, post-grass

Most grass won't have drums

But don't call it country

Susie wants to go to a show

She'd like some friends to tag along

She tells Luanne the bill

Luanne don't sound too thrilled

She says "You know I like most anything

Yea I'd even like to go out dancing

But I ain't a big country fan

Do you think we'd see a different band?"

Yeah there's rockabilly, red dirt, outlaw, Americana

Chicken pickin, old-timey, honkytonk, Louisiana

Cosmic, cajun, western swing, and soul

There's alt-folk, new folk, 'stomp folk, true folk

Muddy roots, jug band, gospel, zydeco

And Texan or Tejano

And there's bluegrass, new-grass, jam-grass, post-grass

Most grass won't have drums

But don't call it country

Well the boys' pride was much too demanding

They wouldn't change their sound or their branding

They just had to be a real country group

Wearing pearl snaps and great big boots

But the shows weren't too well attended

Record sales had all but ended

And they lamented in a four-part harmony

Why'd we call it country

Yeah there's rockabilly, red dirt, outlaw, Americana

Chicken pickin', old-timey, honkytonk, Louisiana

Cosmic, cajun, western swing, and soul

Yeah there's alt-folk, new folk, stomp folk, true folk

Muddy roots, jug band, gospel, zydeco

And Texan or Tejano

And there's bluegrass, new-grass, jam-grass, post-grass

Most grass won't have drums

But don't call it country