The Right Place (Live)
Oh, don't you walk with a little
Sawin' on a fiddle and the crying of a steel guitar
Coming from the heart and soul
Born and bred in the ole Lone Star
Get them honky tonkin' blues
Let them be your saving grace
And if you want to hear some country
Then you've come to the right place
You miss Waylon, if it don't make you smile
Like Willie and George Jones
You better stick around a while
You like Merle, Buck and Johnny
Well, we might just get along
But if you don't, go slap your mama
'Cause your mama raised you wrong
Oh, don't you walk with a little
Sawin' on a fiddle and the crying of a steel guitar
Coming from the heart and soul
Born and bred in the ole Lone Star
Get them honky tonkin' blues
Let them be your saving grace
And if you want to hear some country
Then you've come to the right place
Yes, you have!
I like gravy on my biscuits, I like my chicken fried
I drink my coffee black, I sure like my Charley Pride
Well I still solute ole Glory, and I give glory to the Lord
And I tip my hat to ole E.T. and his Texas Troubadours
Oh, don't you walk with a little
Sawin' on a fiddle and the crying of a steel guitar
Coming from the heart and soul
Born and bred in the ole Lone Star
Get them honky tonkin' blues
Let them be your saving grace
And if you want to hear some country
Then you've come to the right place
Oh, don't you walk with a little
Sawin' on a fiddle and the crying of a steel guitar
Let's do it all!
Sawin' on a fiddle and the crying of a steel guitar
Coming from the heart and soul
Born and bred in the ole Lone Star
Get them honky tonkin' blues
Let them be your saving grace
And if you want to hear some country
Then you've come to the right place
You miss Waylon, if it don't make you smile
Like Willie and George Jones
You better stick around a while
You like Merle, Buck and Johnny
Well, we might just get along
But if you don't, go slap your mama
'Cause your mama raised you wrong
Oh, don't you walk with a little
Sawin' on a fiddle and the crying of a steel guitar
Coming from the heart and soul
Born and bred in the ole Lone Star
Get them honky tonkin' blues
Let them be your saving grace
And if you want to hear some country
Then you've come to the right place
Yes, you have!
I like gravy on my biscuits, I like my chicken fried
I drink my coffee black, I sure like my Charley Pride
Well I still solute ole Glory, and I give glory to the Lord
And I tip my hat to ole E.T. and his Texas Troubadours
Oh, don't you walk with a little
Sawin' on a fiddle and the crying of a steel guitar
Coming from the heart and soul
Born and bred in the ole Lone Star
Get them honky tonkin' blues
Let them be your saving grace
And if you want to hear some country
Then you've come to the right place
Oh, don't you walk with a little
Sawin' on a fiddle and the crying of a steel guitar
Let's do it all!
Credits
Writer(s): James Watson, Neal Lowry
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