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I Grew Up On Country Music

I Grew Up on Country Music When Rock and Roll was king My friends all liked the Beatles But, that was not my thing I liked to hear the fiddle To hear the joy burst from the strings I Grew Up on Country Music When Rock and Roll was king I remember me and Grandad Listening to the radio We would listen to the Opry While my friends went to the show Johnny Cash, The Gatlins, Grandpa Jones, and Old Hank Snow I was raised on country music I just wanted you to know I loved the feeling I would get when I heard a country tune Singing about trucks and girls And a golden Tennessee Moon Charlie Daniels, Jimmy Dean The Judds, and Roger Miller Willie, Waylon, Tom T. Hall and Jerry Lee...the Killer I Grew Up on Country Music When Rock and Roll was king My friends all liked the Beatles But, that was not my thing I liked to hear the fiddle To hear the joy burst from the strings I Grew Up on Country Music When Rock and Roll was king Country lost it's western and Rock it lost it's roll But, still old country music Those tunes just made me whole I learned all of the lyrics And I love to hear them sing I grew up on Country Music When Rock and Roll was King I Grew Up on Country Music When Rock and Roll was king My friends all liked the Beatles But, that was not my thing I liked to hear the fiddle To hear the joy burst from the strings I Grew Up on Country Music When Rock and Roll was king

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