A cowboy walks into a bar, with an old guitar Pulls up the stage then he, counts off the beat The patrons there, they stop and stare They've never seen his boots in there So rare And the cowboy sings
I get my kicks on rock and roll I've got some country in my soul And I got my good looks from my momma And my redneck from up yonder And my whiskey down the road I've been almost everywhere, man Smoky is the freshest air I know So here's one for the fighter The Country Soul Survivors rocking on
He took a verse to explain himself He said “I fought the devil and got a story to tell He left me for dead And he broke my string But then Jesus came along And He told me sing this song And to dedicate it to the other black and blue Senoritas just like me
I get my kicks on rock and roll I've got some country in my soul And I got my good looks from my momma And my redneck from up yonder And my whiskey down the road I've been almost everywhere, man Smoky is the freshest air I know So here's one for the fighter The Country Soul Survivors rocking on
I get my kicks on rock and roll I've got some country in my soul And I got my good looks from my momma And my redneck from up yonderTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
