Well Im just an old man now covered with scars
Most of them I got fightin in them redneck bars
And A bunch of brand new tattoos that Squench put on me
He covered up the ones Id gotten years ago
Back in prison when I was just Dave Coe
And I wasnt famous then and I wasnt free
You know I grew up in a three room run down shack
At the foot of the hill by the railroad track
Where decent folks dont go when the sun goes down
My daddy worked at the Goodyear tire and rubber company
And he worked on cars
My momma went to church and my daddy went to bars
Most people just called it the hillbilly part of town
I had a 55 Chevy when I was fifteen
I painted it red cause I was still green
Hell I couldnt even afford to buy it gas
Had a .410 rifle and a bowie knife to
Red Man tobacco that I liked to chew
And wed count the cars when the trains went past
And if that aint country ill kiss your ass
Chorus
If that aint country itll hair lip the pope
If that aint country its a damn good joke
Ive been on the Grand Ol Opry and I know Johnny Cash
And if he aint country ill kiss your ass
You know one of my sisters was a lady of the night
Then one day she saw the light
Now she dont do those things that she used to do
She never made the funeral when my daddy died
I said Id forgive her but I guess I lied
Cause there aint no way to hide the way that I feel
Me and my brothers took our sister Diane
Down to the funeral home to see the old man
Jimmy was the oldest and Diane she was the youngest one
Jack and Ray was in the middle and then there was me
And Im the one that turned 23
And grew up to be that yankees rebel son
Times are changing I heard Bob Dylan say
Its been fifteen now since my father passed away
But I can still picture him in his overalls
Standin around the house where he made his deals
Around the porch there was a bunch of old wheels
And some used Harley Davidson parts that he sold for cash
There was fifty holes in an old tin roof
Me and my family was livin proof
Everybody called us old poor white trash
And if that aint country ill kiss your ass
Chorus
If that aint country itll hair lip the pope
If that aint country its a damn good joke
Ive been on the Grand Ol Opry and I know Johnny Cash
And if he aint country ill kiss your ass
And if that aint country ill kiss your ass
And if that aint country ill kiss your ass