The jewel, the price. Looking into your eyes. Cool pools drawn your mind. What else you find. I hear a rumour - it was just a rumour. I heard a rumour - what have you done to her. Myriad lights
The ice cream man he's a hillbilly fan,. He's got seventy-eights by Hank Snow,. Walks down the street, shufflin' his feet,. To the rhythm that only he knows. And I've seen him in so many places
Don't rock the jukebox, I wanna hear some Jones. 'Cause my heart ain't ready for The Rolling Stones. I don't feel like rocking since my baby's gone. So don't rock the jukebox, play me a country
Don't rock the jukebox, I wanna hear some Jones. 'Cause my heart ain't ready for The Rolling Stones. I don't feel like rocking since my baby's gone. So don't rock the jukebox, play me a country
Let's put the O back in country Well I'm rollin' like a freight train. Comin' straight at you. Playing hillbilly music like I was born to do. You know that ain't country music you been listenin